Poem -

A little Bird Told Me........

A Little Bird Told Me............
e.webb

i spoke to a little bird today ,
it landed beside and this be what I Say;

Do you know that your a robin good sir  ? famous to our eye?
in shock and amaze , i heard a reply!

I am, who I am 
and exist in this way,
i think in no way that your tongue could say,

for I know what I be,
yet not of what you see,
That label  is not relevant to me  

Do you not wish for bigger wings,
so come winter you could fly south 
like other kin that sings ? 

I am, who I am
of no envious thought
all I do is what I can, 
i can not be taught
I know who I am so exist only as I can
This be true from when i began.

But your eyes see more than I ever could,
Do you not look above in wonder at the stars ,
sat on a twig within your  hedge wood?

I am , who I am 
why look above,
I wonder not of what,
or why I should?
I see the stars that have always been,
but they are just there and exist as seen.
I want nothing but to live in the present,
for I know who I am only in this moment

Tell me then why sing at dawn, why chirp away on my green lawn?
Do you never have a sleep in , your dawn loving kind  of the wing?

I am , who I am,
and that means I sing,
no selfish thought  is by that on wing.
I know my place ,
yet know not of my face,
I have know this from the day I begin, 
 what, when and why,  I sing ; 
never have I thought of such a thing
Why would  I sleep in 
when the day does begin,
I waste no time on thoughts within.
This be the reason why I sing.

oh dear sir how small you are, 
do you not fear the birds bigger than you are?

I am , who I am 
I know my place ,
I know what things I can do ,
this  be true of others to.
I waste no time on fearing them,
If i stay true and think not of fear 
no size will be advantageous over i you hear
for to appreciate all around and know what that means to you,
this is what as me , is all I can do

Why do you fly in hide when I come near,
why is it you see man as some fear?

I am Who I am 
and know my place,
not true of man this be the case,

for I know my self,
but not of a friendly face 
I fly as this is all I can do, in my case.

No fear can be felt 
but I know to guard ,
But I will watch your every move,
for this be my dealt card.

with this final word
off she flew ,
her words were a shock, but what can you do.

all robins to us look the same,
so now I treat all robins as they be who came.

I will never forget when that bird who spoke words
a story to keep to myself,

its classed mad to talk to birds!

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