There’s a bird in my window
I open it up. and let him in
I feed him
and he flies away
There are 2 birds in my window
I let ‘em in. feed ‘em. and they fly away
There are 3 birds in my window
I let them in. feed ‘em. and they fly away.
I wake up early.
My window open.
There are no birds in my window.
I take a walk outside.
There are 3 birds in a branch
6 in a tree
2 on a lamppost
4 on the street
They follow me wherever I go
A huge smile on my face, they provide a bravado in which I use to start this day
I walk with more confidence now
My head higher and my chest broader
I feel good
Brand new
I feel included
like a part of something, so natural
I feel higher
Like a bird
This was really different from most poems so far. I liked your flow how you kept mentioning numbers of birds 3 on a branch, 4 on the street, etc etc. It was really cool and unique. Thanks for the good read.
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