Birds Of Paradise

 Birds Of Paradise 

 To be a Bird Of Paradise

And have its birds eye view

An avian perspective

Of the path for me and you

A flying feathered creature

With vision so astute

I could see the slightest movement

Perhaps predict our route

A winging wind borne wonder

With a set of eagle eyes

And from my lofty vantage point

Perhaps I could apprise

For I could fly up high enough

To see the road ahead

And be aware of pitfalls 

So not to be mislead

A boundless bird of fortune

On the wings of time I’d dwell

And read the currents of the wind 

Our futures to foretell 

Then chirp an evening lullaby

From high atop a tree 

A throated lustful melody 

To turn your gaze to me

And build a nest of silver strings

Of shiny trinkets gold 

A place to hatch affections

To prune a love foretold

Forever we would float on clouds

Soaring currents high

And feast upon the fruits of love

Two Birds Of Paradise 

John Snelling

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