my little book of freedom

This is a collection of poetry that I will be working on; I hope you enjoy :)


2. I never knew

A little bird sat on my tree;

it hummed a while and stared at me.

I never saw a bird so bold;

as to approach a look so cold.

I stared as it came to my feet;

I smiled as it let out a tweet.

I never saw a bird so free;

as to sit upon my knee.

There it sang a happy tune;

and then if flew, just after noon.

I wondered of that bird that night

I wondered how it took to flight.....

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