Life · love

Oh little bird

Oh little bird

How you fly

Oh little bird

How you catch my eye

I love to observe

Your every move

I love to observe

Your beautiful plumes

Soar high be free

Glisten in the sky

Soar high be free

Never have to ask why

Published by Phil Lister

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