If I were a bluebird

 If I were a bluebird,

I’d travel far and wide

I’d see the flowers and the trees

In homes I would abide.

I’d go to every land

And fly over every sea

Because being a flying traveler is who I’m ment to be.

But then one Sunday morning, after hour seven

I’d fly to my small nest once more

My sweet earthly heaven.

And on that very day, when just settled in

I’d here the cry of my kind

And right then and there, a friend I would find.


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