By the woods one day i walked,
until i saw the blue bird making his noise,
in a way that he speaks to us, so wisely,
birds are so into their way, why can't man,
do th same in his ways, so into this world
wrote 11-20-06
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I do believe that birds have their own world. I love the way they sing to their Maker. Even on the most bitterly cold winter days. Very nice, Jim. Thank you for sharing your creative thoughts. Sandra