Lady Bird

Lady bird, lady bird, why thou sings so beautifully When other had got their voice cracked in the noon? Do you sing of peace or lost love? You have bottled my heart with your adverbial voice Tending the grains in my garden to peace whilst they clap Thou have undressed the grasses of the field with your song Your muse perching from tree to tree The leaves dances merrily in their branches The air in their wonderful world rejoice Thou advertises their motions and worth The sky clapping brightly in justification Of your undying voice of historical flight Hold on miss independent and repeat to my ear The last line of the song you sang It sounded so sweet to my soul The meaning of your heart beat thou sings like a preacher on the altar of love With a rekindled voice radiating the soul The wind trumpet hilariously whilst the tree dances Oh lady bird, thou make my heart beautiful Clamouring for the lost vegetable of my life Tell me what thou sing of that i may join In the perfection of my glowing bed which Shows me the important of good neighbourlines.