Bird Flyin' High

Hey there little bird
look what you've done to me.
I looked up to see you fly
and I felt something hit my eye.
Now I ask myself just why
I looked up at all.

They tell me I shouldn't complain
for it's good luck, are they insane?
Never more will I see you fly
'Cause I'm not lookin' up that high.
Not gonna take a chance with my eye
to see what's gonna fall.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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