A Changed Point of View
From treetop to treetop I flew
and changed my point of view.
It became quite clear
there was nothing to fear.
All it took
was another look
from the top of this tree
to see
if she didn't dally and roam,
it was a straight shot to home.
Lucky me
to be so free,
and watch the world below
from my perch on this bough.