The Bird Shouldn'T Have To Fly South Poem by AnnaLeigh Jones

The birds fly south
at the autumns chilly end,
but the black dove can never
return to her northern home again.
A gate is posted at the border,
A fence to keep her out of her home.
Each year she must fly farther south.
Each year, a different wind whispers 'alone.'

If the bird could be free
to fly and to sing,
and to return home
with a familiar wind under-wing,
she would return each night
to rest under a single sky.
Her weary eyes could finaly rest,
and she could forget the words 'good bye.'