Joy of a bird.

Searching for his own
The life of unknown

Was all he had ever
But this has to change
Even if it takes forever

They don't want him in their flock
This thought he blocked
And soared to make his own

Out he went to help those in need
Who ever they maybe
What counts is a good deed

Soon he was owned
to so many
He was known

He had found his wings
With glory they sing

Extend love to who u can
no matter what clan

U will find a flock of your own
with forever nothing to moan