THIS LITTLE BIRD

There's a little bird,
That somebody sent
Down to the earth to
Live on the wind.
Blowing on the wind,
and he sleeps on the wind,
This little bird,
that somebody sent

Light and fragile
and feathered sky blue.
So Thin and graceful,
The sun shines through.
This little bird,
Who lives on the wind,
This little bird
That somebody sent

He flies so high,
Up in the sky,
Out of reach
of human eyes.
And the only time
That he touches ground
Is when that little bird,
Is when that little bird,
Is when that little bird
Dies.
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