Birds in the Rain

Birds surrounding me

emitting a small silvery sound

a reminder of how inadequate

my ability to get around

Freedom in the air

a nemesis for me

limited to machinery

to a great degree

The birds soar high

above the rain clouds

rain shimmers across my face

the thunder is quite loud

What would it be like

to be free in the wind

to travel without limits

clouds touching my skin

Dancing down the pier

scattering the birds

eager to join them

there are no words

A smile on my face

laughing at the thought

seeing myself fall

my efforts for naught

Rain on my face

my spirit is carefree

one day I will fly

happy as can be

copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce


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