I Envy The Migratory Birds

I envy the migratory birds their freedom from Country to Country they fly Their wings take them to distant places they travel thousands of miles by sky Their life span is a brief span but they travel far and wide Above the timeless oceans and miles of countryside They live an average of thirty Seasons in time not a lengthy span But they see more of the World than the most trvelled woman or man I envy them their freedom they fly thousands of miles every year From the coldness of the Artic to the warm Southern Hemisphere They are the feathered wanderers they fly from pole to pole The travel bug is in them till age of them takes toll In the cool chill of the morning above the southern shore They fly northwards towards their Artic breeding grounds twelve thousand miles or more From the warm Southern Hemisphere they are born to migrate They fly over many time zones and time for them doesn't wait.