I wish I were a bird on a wire, <br />As they gather at sunset, the world to inspire. <br />Huddled on every square inch they can find, <br />Like clumps of seaweed on a fowled anchor line. <br />Gleefully gathered in their grand social state, <br /> Warming the wires as the cool day gets late. <br />I smile as they share both their warmth and their song, <br />Then cheerfully welcome the night that’s so long. <br />In that fellowship of feathers you never will see, <br />A better example of what God meant to be. <br /> <br />2/4/05<br /><br />Gary Bryson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birds-on-a-wire/
