Bird Man

By Blacksburg

Oh! Bird Man, I heard you call when the first light shone

Waiting for a response, a weary being, all alone

Come, Big Bird, Bird Man, is that you?

Grant our wishes for worms and tell us:

What color are you?

Are you red?

Can you fly?

Have you feathers?

May I have some?

Do you have worm friends?

Bat or butterfly?

Where do you rest?

In a bed?

Or in a nest?

Do you feel?

Do you sing?

Do you bring spring?

Dream-like or real life?

Oh, Bird Man, tell us