On February 7, 2024

Poetry is Power: The song of the birds

Birds,

They flutter around,

Their tiny little wings beating so fast,

You can barely see them,

They are just a blur flying past you,

Then they fly up to the nearest tree,

And they sing.

They sing their happy little songs of love and joy,

Maybe if you sit there watching them,

One curious little bird might come over,

That one little bird might decide to perch on your hand,

And sing you its little song,

And maybe,

Just maybe,

You can join in with it.

The song of the birds,

A sweet little tune that makes you feel happy and loved,

The birds are giving you this song,

They are giving it to you,

Specifically you.

They think that you can make the world a better place,

And I know you can,

We all know you can,

So let’s try to give the whole world love,

Just like the birds told us to.

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