I wrote a poem about birds, I was actually looking at  birds in the bird nest, which was in the tree in front of my house.



Birds are an example of freedom.

Birds have no limits to how high they reach.

Birds have feelings that we would’ve never thought of.

Birds are like a soul, perched up on a tree.

Birds soar through the sky, nothing can stop them.

Birds are filled up with pride.

I wish I was a bird!



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