Happiness of Freedom

Out of the darkness and into the sun,
Flying high in the sky with everyone.
Happiness and freedom rejoice,
Singing of joy with one voice.
The wind sings past us,
Flowing with a tune without a fuss.
The ground below that once bound us by gravity,
We now fly with sincerity.
Flying higher than the clouds in freedom,
In the sky is our kingdom.
Our feathers of many different colors we adorn,
Flying to freedom to where we were born.
With hawks, falcons and many more,
Flying is not a chore.
This happiness is what we seek,
Without ever feeling bleak.
With many flocks, friends and allies,
I hope to see you all in the skies.