Circle of Life

Sun, 04/28/2013 - 20:34 -- lydia


United States
39° 20' 43.6776" N, 77° 40' 35.4648" W

A bird sings his sweet song high in the tree
Hoping to attract the one who loves thee
She hears his song and goes flying to see
Her flight he sees and knows she is for me
They do the dance and take a chance on love
They make a nest on the branch they first met
Preparing and caring for the new Dove
They were a good family so all was set
He grows and they were proud until that day
The hunter saw the doves and shot to slay
Mom and dad were gone, how would he go on?
Sad was he but the sun rose the next day
He moved on and found his own lovely mate
So this ends our story of the circle of life

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