Sunday, May 18, 2014
The Birds of Wood
High there bird friend, who are you?
I'm lost and don't know what to do.
It's just about come another day
And I don't know what to say,
Wood is something important to me
And oh how I wish that I could fly.
There is so much of the world to see
And we two birds are not so shy
Perhaps we can have good fun
As the darkness goes away.
And we stand here in morning sun
Then let's lose our fear today.
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