The bucket life filled

What I will know when I die?

The time I was born, the time I first smiled.

The first time I moved, the first time I cried.

The first time I walked, the first time I fell.

The first day at school, The first time I met someone new.

The first cry of separation and the first friend.

The first homework I did, the first teacher I loved, the first pen I owned.

The first dream I saw, the first decision I took, the first mistake I made.

The first dream shattered, the first glint of loss, the first feel of no hope.

The first poem I wrote, the first night I didn't sleep.

The first promise I made, the first time I broke it.

The first love I felt, the first time I lost it.

Life gave me chances, so many after one another,

I took them all as they came, no matter.

But here again I think I lost it, 

and here again I think I blew it.

Now I sit and see and feel, what came my way, what went another way.

I think life filled my bucket right, no other way I'd have lifted it so light! 

  

Bird

Into the free sky I have my wings spread,

Into the new day I paint my world red.

Words that make me proud, I fly and sing them out loud.

Up and high I fly, up and high I glide.

Roaring with pride and soaring new heights

I flinch never, neither I stop with fright.

With hope in my eyes, I fly everyday into the free sky.

And then the dreams I see every day, I fly higher to reach there one day.

I had all, they said then. I had all, it seemed so then.

The flight they never had dared, the life they always cared.

Still my eyes had those dreams.

How I wish I had someone to share. How I wish there was someone who cared!

Here I am with my feathers shining now.

My toes have gold and diamonds on my gown.

I look beautiful even when I frown.

I have all they say now. I have all it seems now.

But there are no songs that I sing now,

And there is no sky to fly now.