A Chirpy Bird
A chirpy bird with colored wings
Lends solace everyday
To the great sage whose wisdom brings
Advice to those astray.
The children taught by him are now
The mighty of the land,
Yet when they see him pass they bow
And humbly shake his hand.
He has no wealth which eyes can see,
But he is glad and proud
That his disciples came to be
Admired and praised aloud.
He could have spent his life in quest
For nothing else but gold,
Yet, poor indeed, he feels so blessed
His soul not to have sold.
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Copyright © Eton Langford | Year Posted 2016
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