Red Bird
15 February 2018
I wonder what the red bird sings as he's sitting on the branch,
Would the words of his song eventually create a mighty avalanche?
I wonder what his lyrics mean that I have yet to understand,
If I sing his words to you what it mean the same without a band?
I wonder if his thoughts would be of fear like most of us,
Or would they be so powerful that my brain would turn to dust?
I wonder how his day unveils, does he worry like we do,
Or does he just fly around knowing God will guide him through?
I wonder if the day will come I can sit down by his side,
And learn how I can keep my song with me through the ride.
I wonder if he truly knows the love I feel for him,
For just like every creation of God, I see him as my kin.
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