Flapping Birds
By Sarah D
Published 21 September 2016
Flapping birds tell me
stories,
they flick through
pages
singing a lovely chorus.
The bird delivers me
to a different world.
Flapping fast,
spreading it’s wings
soaring high.
Flapping birds follow me
everywhere I go,
it follows,
school, holidays and other activities.
I sit
tucked up in a ball
curling tight,
rain in the
background
but my main focus
is on the bird,
whispering in my ear.
Flapping birds tell me
stories
they flick through pages
At a lovely chorus.