Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Oh, Little Bird

Oh, little bird sitting in the tree
Steading yourself in the breeze.
With colors of yellow and gold,
Oh, what a sight to behold.
Oh, little bird flying across the sky
With grace and elegance you glide.
Without speaking a word,
We admire you, oh, little bird.
Oh, little bird, with innocent beauty
You go about your daily duty
Flying hither and yon
Until the day is all but gone.
Oh, little bird, as you fly away
Will you return another day
So we may watch with wonder
Your glorious beauty and splendor.

Carol Darlene Owens

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