To be a Bird

To be a bird would truely be an amazing thing. Access to air, land and everything in between would give a freedom unlike anything else. They can walk, hop, and fly. The flying option is what I would be most intersted in. If I were a bird flying is what I would spend most of my time doing. Over mountians, lakes, valleys, deserts, I would go. I could see the expanse of desert sand swirling up in a sandstorm and settle down as a little hill right on the edge of a miraged lake, The green valley with it's tiny trees and fields stretched across the plains, A vast body of water with shades of green, and blue, white caps breaking water's edge. And mountians, mountians high and wide with their peaks reaching up into the fluffy white clouds. I could swoop and soar, on the winds of today and tomorrow I could do it all over again. To be a bird would truely be an amazing thing.