Sunday

Little Bird



Little bird oh little bird...
I see you every night,
You come and rest upon the leaf,
Exhausted from your flight.

Little bird oh little bird...
Where did you go today?
Did you meet your friends up in the sky,
In the clouds did you all play?

Little bird oh little bird...
I'm glad you chose my home,
As a place for you to sleep,
As a place to call your own.

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