Little Bird
Hey little noisy bird
Perch on the center twig
Spread your wings it's getting colder
Mommy's time to look for a mate
Though the heavy downpour contemplate falling
Daddy wrote his way never to return
Little bird the nest was brought down by the whirlwind
And food eaten by the ants
You are going to starve tonight
I pity your innocence
In silence you suffer alone
But tomorrow will come
If only you will be the earliest bird
the worm will knock at the door
Don't worry God knows your predicament
you will be full though you don't till
Albeit all, cometh a brighter day
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