Tuesday, January 25, 2011

A River of Stones - Day 25

I have a little window
Where I can watch the birds
They chitter chatter all day long
I wish I knew their words.
They flit and fly
And dive all day
They gossip all day long
They perch right by my window
And offer me a song.
How wonderful to be a bird
To be so gay and free
But I really couldn't eat the worms
I'm sure you will agree.
So I'll enjoy their lively song
And happy to stay me
I'll watch them thru my window
For blessings they may be.

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