(for Annelize)
In the doves that flutter down around me tranquillity I do see
and sometimes I want to be like the Hadedah ibises that are free,
yet more beautiful by far are the blue jays that do each other woo
but in all of these wonderful things I see God's love that is true
but greater still is the redbreast that dances and sing in the oak tree
the yellow barbet, the black-collard barbet and yellow weaver skip
until the hot summer sun does away beyond the hillocks dip
where in this lovely world together with you I do want to be
and sometimes I want to be like the Hadedah ibises that are free.
© Gert Strydom
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