Ocean below in vibrant blue,
Waves crashing along the shoreline.
Rocks to rest, fish to eat,
The sun above with a bright shine.
The wind blows to aid my flight,
Up higher and higher I go.
Above the clouds with delight,
Diving and rising, to and fro.
How amazing that would be,
Adventure without a single word.
Never-ending freedom and sight,
The life I never had as a bird.
~ January Sadler