Glad you took wings

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Atlantic City, NJ, July 20, 1972

Glad you took wings

By Vladimir Huber

And the bird that was sad and worried
understood at last that his real place
wasn’t to be tied down to the ground like snakes
‘cause he was a bird and not a snake

The feeling of the sky shook his worries
and they started to fade away
while the freshness of the movement
made him smile again, as he once did
when he was a child, of course

All his happy moments came back
in series of flashbacks, very pleasantly
and with a glimpse of that peace
dreamt for years
Dreams became practical
and shadows took form

The bird was flying
this time on his own.