Wandering Thoughts

• Nicola Swann, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2008

On her bed a young girl sits,
Sighing softly, bored and sick,
Staring out the window frame.

Out the window to a bird,
Darting lively, flash of blue,
Flitting up into its nest.

To the tree the nest sits in,
Blooming flowers, touch of spring,
New beginnings and new life.

Sky extends behind the tree,
Silent witness, cold and blue,
Tranquil clouds drift lazily.

In the sky her mind does soar,
Freedom realized, new thoughts found,
Flying her to worlds unknown.