The Petrel And The Penguin
The proud petrel
with strong mettle
flew over the sea.
Throwing his litters on the rocks
he watched the clumsy penguin’s walks.
The stupid penguin looked at the sky.
How much he wished to fly!
He had heard
he was also a bird.
If he could fly
he would proudly throw his litter
from the bird’s eye.
The moral of this song:
Remember to what kind of bird you belong.
Am I right?
A bird is known by its flight.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
05/11/2010
Noetic-fret!
Fri 5th Nov 2010 23:43
Larisa, I been an ugly duckling in the past (some gits would argue I still am), anyway, needles to say my bird is The Swan, for many reasons. I have travelled and been around a bit, just like The Swan, and my old units emblem, is the Swan. I like the verse, if i was to believe i was a penguin, i would not have jumped from planes and dived so gracefully. Anyway, I am waffling, but thanks for the tip off. Maybe soon my wife and I can grace the skies with flight to far off places again. And I can reclaim my wings.
Just when I was beginning to think I was demoted to a sparrow, you put things in perspective for me.
Nice one again
stay well
michael