Birds in the trees
singing sweet melodies
Oh how I marvel at these.
So many calls
how it enthralls
Oh how it mystifies me.
When they're in flight,
not in my sight
Oh how I wish I could see
where they have gone,
where they were drawn.
That's where I wish I could be.
Who's hearing your song?
Who knows you belong
to all those who love melodies?
Oh how I yearn
for your return.
I listen and wait patiently.
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