I look forward to the day
I would migrate
to a land far away
full of lush trees
fleshy fruits and inviting flowers
I know the route by heart
to the distant land
I would pass by the sandalwood trees,
countless palm trees and finally
reach my sought-after destination
I would perch on the same old oak tree,
not caring for the new ones
I would sit on a new leaf everyday,
teasing the pink flowers
and savouring the fruits ready to fall
I am ready to migrate
to that land
of my dreams
Would be good to be to escape to a tropical location. I wish I was able to migrate. A excellent poem.
so do I:) Thank you very much for the appreciation
Great theme – I understand that bird..
yes, they fly with the season..Thanks a lot for stopping by and for your kind comments:)
and he will take the toils for that trip too!
lol. he sure would:)