Birds in trees
sing out their hearts
to fill the air
with lovely songs.

I hear the birds
whispering to themselves.
I see other birds
fly up to the sky.

Then the birds stop
singing. I close
my eyes,
but they’re nowhere to be
seen.

As I walk
away I feel
as if I want to
fly in the air
and sing out
my own heart.

by Milischent, 4th grade

3 Responses to “Birds by Milischent”

  1. Stidmama

    I have many birds in the garden around my house, and they sing like the ones in your poem. Well done!

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  2. birds by milischent

    thank u…im the real milischent..i wrote this back in 4th grade.and now im in 7th…wow its been 3 years

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