Free Bird

I have been writing since I was old enough to hold a pencil. I write anything and everything. I write poetry if I am in that kind of mood. I write stories when I am feeling creative. I write essays because I have to. I write in my journal daily or I would probably go crazy. I have always been able to express myself best through writing. I have been wanting to write about losing my Dad since he died in February, but I cannot bring myself to type it, to put it on paper. Maybe so it won’t be real, maybe because it is. As much as I like to write, I think once and awhile it’s okay to let someone else say what you’re trying to say for you. So, this is for you Dad.

If I leave here tomorrow

Would you still remember me?

For I must be traveling on, now

'Cause there's too many places

I've got to see

But, if I stayed here with you, girl

Things just couldn't be the same

'Cause I'm as free as a bird now

And this bird, you cannot change

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And the bird you cannot change

And this bird you cannot change

Lord knows, I can’t change

Bye, bye, baby it's been a sweet love

Yeah, yeah

Though this feeling I can't change

But please don't take it so badly

'Cause the Lord knows

I'm to blame

But, if I stayed here with you girl

Things just couldn't be the same

'Cause I'm as free as a bird now

And this bird, you cannot change

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And this bird you cannot change

And this bird you cannot change

Lord knows, I can't change

Lord help me, I can't change

Lord I can't change

Won't you fly high, free bird, yeah?