Flying little birds

The birds sing a lullaby with the leaves and the trees
While their outstretched hands hold them so peacefully
Making music like a pink butterfly dancing next to the bees
Filling the air with peach colour ever so blissfully

They sing and they sit and they fly always expressing
Beating little hearts under their soft tender wings
Flying in all seasons they are such a blue blessing
Who is to say that these birds do not feel they are kings

Flapping their wings as the clouds glide softly
Appearing to soar through the heavy rain with no fear
Flying through yellow fields of summer so quietly
Then sometimes being playful like a friendly deer
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