Little Bird Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

Little Bird



Little bird,
Black and white feathers,
I fly with...

Little bird,
Far the weather,
Fast the sky come I,

Little Bird,
Neither the wind or sun comes after,
My wings am gone with...

Little bird,
Am most among others,
But few knows my stories I sing.

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