Birds

When I see a bird soaring in the sky,

I tell myself that’s what you and I should be doing;

We are not supposed to be trotting on the ground;

We are not hens but birds;

And not just any kind of bird;

We are eagles;

Our wings can take us high;

So why waste such a gift?

Let’s use it;

And use it well;

And soar high in the sky.

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