If I were a bird
What would I be?
If I say that I would be an eagle
Do I see myself as a warrior-leader
Soaring above the common everyday?
If I see myself as a falcon,
Do I fly like a missle through the deep blue
Scattering my prey like dust particles
Fleeing from my growing shadow
If I were a cardinal
Perched on a frozen tree branch
Above the solid snow
Do I set myself above the cold
As a signpost to God in the Winter dreary?
Perhaps I might chatter away
Like a blue jay
All full of myself
And my place in the garden
Or serve my place in the garden as a simple sparrow
Chittering away on the earthen floor
With a wary eye for the cat's swift pouncing.
What bird would I be?
What bird would I wish to be?
Where, indeed, is my place in God's garden?
About Me
- TBAYNHAMIII
- I was born in Kentucky, though my parents had been living in Knoxville before my birth. My mother's mother lived across the street from the hospital in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, which was convenient. I moved around quite a bit when I was young, but ended up in Georgia. I like to read and write and love food and drink way too much. I have a funny wife and daughter who has finished her batchelor's degree and is living with her grandmother in North Atlanta and studying advertising. I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I had not gone to law school. Regrets come and go with the seasons.
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