The choir of song birds fill the sky
Each one voicing a melody
From the morning dove to the blue birds high
Composing and singing over me.
As the rays of light expand the day
And the morning dew melts off the trees
The chickadees come out to play
Creating a vocal masterpiece.
The cardinals sing as proud as their red
The robins dance to the beat
The hawks even cry out over head
Even the crows attempt to sing.
And as their solos echo loud
One composition for God is heard
Giving their talents in worship now
Is the way of life for a song bird.
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