I See a Dove and a Crow
I see a Dove and a Crow. One fly's high,
the other fly's low.
Which one shall I follow? Oh my,
which way shall I go?
There is freedom found the higher
you go. You won't find it by staying
below.
I'm going to follow the one flying
higher. Come and join me, come on;
let's go.
Copyright © Madalyn Rosario | Year Posted 2016
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