i call this one: the dove and the sparrow
oh how graceful the dove flies,
gliding along,
riding the skies
the sparrow moves into a more aggressive note
a typical bird,
like avoiding a moat
then one day, the two birds were rushing
they bumped into each other,
both birds were then blushing.
the sparrow and dove flew off in different directions
the dove flew gracefully,
as it glided over sections.
the sparrow chuckled and looked at the dove
he felt more free because, after all,
he was in love.
^^
 SoraMotto · Thu Jun 12, 2008 @ 02:16am · 0 Comments |
