The lost bird
Perched on a tree high above the ground
Singing a song in a strange
A sad one indeed, all alone with no family around
The lost bird
Crying for its mom to come around
💭 thoughts of surviving alone in the wild
Got it scared and numb for a while
The lost bird
Had to give life a shot
Started scavenging while still so young
No more thinking of family and mom
Became the head of its own
An expert on flying on its own
The lost bird
Grew so strong and brave
No more afraid of birds
Now the best of its type
But still got its mom's eyes
The lost bird
Had an encounter with some other birds
One of them recognized it through its eyes
Not sure if the bird is its lost sibling, but decided lure it to their base
Jamed eyes with its mother, was recognized so fast
Now with its lost family
But now brave and stronger than all
Protects its family even though its the youngest
The experience made him bold and fearest
Now it's the best its moms'
THE LOST GOT FOUND!!!!
que lindo poema amigo! suerte con el
very nice poem, keep writing you have a skill to be nurtured
Thanks, I'll keep writing
@originalworks
thanks
Just remember