If I were a bird
I would sit high up
Perched in your strong branches
We would talk all day
About the wind and the moon
And many other things
Stories that most of the two legged ones have forgotten
All is sacred
I am so glad of you, so thankful
My Old Friend
Oh yes, it will be grand!
I will come back as a bird
And we shall have such days!
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