The Journey

in #poetry7 years ago

At birth, baby laughs, mother cries
The journey of the little thingy creature begins
Is this the right address? The baby pries
Early to answer despite diggings

Well-wishers keep lauding
Freedom to be free like a bird I yearn
Not walking or running is a burden
Their communication i'm eager to learn

The white bones in their mouth i admire
Alas! The interestingly boring fact
Time melted out my desire
With myself I signed a peace pact

After the truth was discovered
That even birds were once nested.

                                                    -J.B
                                                MY ORIGINALITY
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What do you think about it guys?