The Bird Perched By Poem by Hathy Tong

The small bird perches,
Up so high
Where it overlooks
Some amazing things
Knowing one day, his wings will grow
And down there, them will be his

The big bird perches,
Down so low
And remembers the time
When he was up so high
On the very tree
And he thought his wings would grow,
To lead him to those down there

The old bird lies,
On the forest floor
Breathing his last
But with no regret
‘coz he knew
those here,
Were never his
but all up high,
were where his wings truly soared