Birds

Birds start chirping

A tune that fits the flow of the earth turning

A tune so angelic the angels are yearning

To hear it every time they’re around

The birds are chirping

A tune that fits a nice summer breeze

A tune that fits the picture of ease

To hear it whenever we’re around trees

The birds are singing

A song made by divine healing

A song that only can be given

To creatures who use their wings and fly

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