I wish I were a bird so I could fly and be free.
Free to be anything. Free to be me.
I wish I were a bird so I could perch on your shoulder and take from you hand the bread that you offer.
If I were a bird I would fly high up above. Fly the great distance and be with you the one that I love.
Sadly I am not a bird and can not fly, but I have a love for you that will never ever die.
This was a short poem I wrote when I had a long distance relationship. It ended but I am always grateful for what he made me feel. Every relationship whether good or bad that ended helped with my growth as an individual. I’m fabulous fifty and single. I am in the best company now–my own. I learned to love myself more and not to depend on another person to define me and make me happy. I am happy all on my own.
Hugs from Brooklyn