Like birds,
we fly to a higher place,
we feel we'll happy there..
We find a place to close our eyes,
just to find another dreams...
We pray a while and rest our wings,
we take another sleep...
We get a place under the light,
inside the garden of this town..
Like birds,
we'll find a place to rest our wings...
kite remedy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chirping-2/
