Freedom

I'm watching you bird,
flying up there,
as I lay on this grass,
without a care.

You flap,then you glide,
so easily,
I envy you up there,
I wish it was me.

You soar through the sky,
then swoop in the air,
Space on your own,
with nothing else there.

Oh,so much freedom,
you lucky thing.
I wish I could be
a bird on a wing.