[Jenna Rose]: 150.Poetry.Little Bird

Roses in my apple tree,
Birds and flowers I do see;
Oh look, there goes a little bird!
I wish that I could fly...

If I could fly, I’d spread my wings,
And look at all the darling things.
The land, the sea, the people too!
Oh little bird, I’m so jealous of you.

And listen to your little voice!
It’s beautiful, I must say.
Why, if I could sing the way you do,
I’d probably sing all day.

You can fly... You can sing...
Oh please little bird, may I borrow your wings?
Your voice would be nice too;
Then I could be just like you!

*sighs*
If only I could fly...