I sat there and pondered

Thy land over yander

And the trees of blue and yellow

Thus sounds like a dream

A lovey dream of euphony

The birds singing in the early light

Barley lit by the sun 

These birds are speical

They are not like the other birds

They flap their wings but dont feel free

Thus sounds like a dream

A dream of birds so lovley and blue

They tell a story that is nothing but true

The truest story ever told 

But as these birds tell thy truth

They find something overlooked

A freind of holy, youth, and love

Just what they need up above

Above the clouds

Above the sky

That is what the need

A friend in the skies.

 

(author edit) Idk what this is but I wrote this at 2 am soooo not judge  XD