Carefree

Oh what bliss I feel inside;
I echo birds that sing with pride.
With no concern or need to hide;
Joy uplifts feelings I so derive.

For birds know not of sorrow or pain;
Living life without a thought of gain.
Free to roam uninhibited in the air;
Free from bonds of worry and of care.

To rest on soil or atop a tree;
To partake or not with humanity;
Birds cross over, beyond as well;
Know not if thereafter they dwell.

But while earthbound they ever do sing;
Their joyous hymns, their voices ring.
So like the birds that blissfully fly;
I lift my sights up ever on high;
As the minutes swiftly pass me by;
Oh, what joyful tears I cry.