Imagine today I am bird-like,
a flap, flap, glide
freedom lifting spirit

I laugh through my beak
ha! Ha! ha! Ha!

Below on the ground, grass,
humans doing human things

Above, my escape route
around the sassafras, 
mitten leaf waving good day,
through the May town neighborhood
I fly

Across the river
I see home
feel feathers fluttering joy,
going forth profusely.