Life Like a Bird

 

The world constantly changes:

  A bird flies effortlessly in the breeze each day;

    it finds happiness in simplicity

    sometimes it must carry dense food, like the heavy burdens of life.

  The bird finds joy in its songs and nest,

     those joys are like soft grass to lay upon

     during the constant gravely changes of life.

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