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Where have all the blue birds gone?

Where have all the blue birds gone?

They were the ones that used to sing
Every morning as the sun rose at dawn
But now, one can not find any of them
Where have all the blue birds gone?

Their blue feathered wings carried them
As they soared happily over the evil world
And would sing in their haven in the trees
Where have all the blue birds gone?

Maybe they're still singing in the trees
As children below played and danced along
But the children are no longer dancing
Where have all the children gone?

One can remember the dancing, the singing, and the playing
But the evil from outside overcame them
No one really knows what happened to the children
Where have all the children gone?

Oblivious to the world not under the tree
The dancing children and the singing bluebirds would bond
Happiness used to defeat the evil from the outside world
Where has all the happiness gone?

Now evil and war have presided over us
It's no wonder the bluebirds are gone
It's no wonder the children are gone
And as long as evil and war are here until the end
The singing bluebirds
The dancing children
And the happiness under the tree
Will never come back again

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Nardine Sanderson

Great write amber, I'm going looking for those beautiful bird's, lately all i hear are the screaming voices that hide in the shadows xoxo much love to you, nardine xx

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