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Bird's Eye View


Today is a big day for a little bird, like me No one knows i'm coming Even though i'm not born yet I have traveled back into time To the moment my parents promised too spend all eternity with each others' hearts. Their love is so sweet, like lemonade on a hot summer's day. Their love is so strong it's what makes the world spin around. I found myself the perfect spot Snugged tight in the white gardenia bush on their lawn The aroma of the busch is satisfying The sudden chime of the bells came through the whistling wind that was the cue As the people spoke amongst one another I scanned the scene Taking in every little moment as if I were to be enjoying the last piece of chocolate on Earth. A grin formed across my beak when i spotted the next door neighbors sprawled out in flamboyant lawn chairs The woman had curlers stacked on top of her head. The low whispers of the people soon faded As my young father waltz down the isle, ecorted by my grandfather Cameras flashed, tissues rippled and smiles spread As my charming mother was lead down the isle by her father A great man he was The preacher spoke his powrful words, as my parent's said their "I do's" the crowd cheered I heard the faint whisper of the wind circling around my head pushing itself into my little bird body telling me it's time for me to leave It was an occassion like this that I didn't mind leaving the crazy society I live in today just to be a bird's eye view.
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