A litle bird
Ones i had a litle bird that couldn`t fly
but he`s desire to fly was greater then no other
that bird was like a child to me and i was he`s father
i helped him day and night
when he was happy and even when he`s hart was full of fright
but we didn`t gave up
and we never stopt
until one unfurtanate day i was shot by a thief.
i was lying and my bird looked at me full of grief
he spread he`s wings and he flew high above the sky
with tears in his eyes he looked at me as i die.
he was looking for help but he find none.
he came back for me but i was already gone.
with tears sparkling like silver in his eyes
he finnaly flew Free right into the sun.
but he`s desire to fly was greater then no other
that bird was like a child to me and i was he`s father
i helped him day and night
when he was happy and even when he`s hart was full of fright
but we didn`t gave up
and we never stopt
until one unfurtanate day i was shot by a thief.
i was lying and my bird looked at me full of grief
he spread he`s wings and he flew high above the sky
with tears in his eyes he looked at me as i die.
he was looking for help but he find none.
he came back for me but i was already gone.
with tears sparkling like silver in his eyes
he finnaly flew Free right into the sun.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| *pekeltje*: | Donderdag, oktober 13, 2005 13:50 |
| zoals ik al zij hij mooi:)en blijft mooi -x- | |
| *pekeltje*: | Donderdag, oktober 13, 2005 13:50 |
| zoals ik al zij hij mooi:)en blijft mooi -x- | |
| *pekeltje*: | Donderdag, oktober 13, 2005 13:49 |
| zoals ik al zij hij mooi:)en blijft mooi -x- | |
