Just A Lowly Bird, Yet I Survive

Just a lowly bird

Yet I find where to feed

As I fly upward

I am never in need.

 

Covered by the winds

Under the falling rain,

Quenching my thirst

And therefore I will sing.

 

A joyful song every morning.

When they catch me with their eyes,

Awakening them from their mourning,

Saying if they can get through so can I.

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