Poem -

SPARROW'S SONG

Flying way up high...

Through the clouds I glide...

I sing in the rain, snow and when the sun shines...

When it's cloudy and gray...

I sing...

For I know the sun will shine again...

Berries and bread are my favorite treats...

When I visit the roof tops...

When up in the trees I sing...

Beautiful scented flowers I breathe...

I sing when I see you pass by...

Please don't throw stones, bullets or bb's at me...

I am only a bird you see...

Please be kind and...

Sing along with me...

Sweet Tweet! 

sparrowsong 

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Tony Taylor

Hey FEATHERS!!........ this was such a lovely read!...........I felt like I was flying along and landing on rooftops and phone lines........ avoiding BB's from little kids (lol!)......... this was VERY creative girlfriend........ well done..........ALL STARS!!.......... smiles...........T xo

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

Thank you very much! 

The kids do have pretty good aim, but the adults have had a lot more practice...

LOL!

Glad you enjoyed! 

Thank you for the smiles...

Hugs and Smiles! 

Love and Rockets! 

Feathers 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

Great advice! 

Thank you for your love you send...

:)

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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