And the Birds Will Sing -Pantoum-
And the birds will sing
as they fly through the air,
oh, what joy it brings
they do it with such flare.
As they fly through the air
the wind gently blows,
oh, what a joy it brings
chirping as they go.
The wind gently blows
softly touching the trees,
chirping as they go
so very peaceful to me.
Softly touching the trees
oh, what joy it brings,
so very peaceful to me
and the birds will sing.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
May.27/2005
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