blackbird

a blackbird sitting in my spot when lay on peaceful earth i sought for covet grass i would have fought but down i lay, and up it got now we both enjoy the wind as calming breeze tickles my skin and watch the tree the crow sit in a red ant crawls up on my shin i flicked it off, (phew) a breeze it caught, (woo) and flew somewhere, (shoo) i didn't watch (pooh)