A silly little bird
Is flitting round my brain.
I fear it may do damage
My memories it may drain.
But wait a bit I’ve got it wrong
So typical of me.
The silly tit’s a song
And he’s singing just for thee.
The words go back and then go forth
Just like a bird in flight.
I hear the tune so clearly now
My memories they are tight.
I love the song this birdie sings
A gentle misty tune.
If only all could hear his song
Of peace and love and soon!
I would love to hear the song your silly bird is singing! Please send him my way. He’s a beautiful little creature.
🐾Ginger 🐾
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He doesn’t always sing but he is ALWAYS flitting around my brain. I swear I use his words.
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I wish you could record that and share it with us.
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Scary place, inside my brain! Even frightens me sometimes.
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😉
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I LOVE your little bird — strange thing,, I have had the flu and we are in “lock down” and this morning, as I was having my breakfast, sitting by the window, I noted a couple of little birds (sparrows, maybe?) playing in a tree just outside the window and I started writing (in my head) a story about them and I felt so “not alone”. Hope you are healthy & happy and having just had winter (ha ha) waiting (impatiently)
for spring. Look forward to seeing you soon. Sending you much peace and love. Jill (D)
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Perhaps he was a messenger?
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Simply charming. 😀
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Thank you
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Wonderful!
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Thanks!
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Lovely!
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Thanks Jennie!
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You’re welcome, Pam!
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Well written Pam 😀
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Thank you Mark
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Beautiful Pam.
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Thank you Cheryl.
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