Flutter 'round the clouds
Hopping for birdseed
Never suspecting I'd shoot them down.
My hopes, my dreams
Bleeding in the night
Spiralling on the misty currents.
For a magical moment they alight
On the top of the blazing cloud
Sunset has come for them
Not a moment too soon.
Birds of a feather, chirping happily
Take off in search of seed next morn.
Bursting through the firey mist, arising
To start the cycle once more.