We now arrive in the present. Every single one of my children, all grown up, gathered around me as I guide them through where I used to call my home.
"Dad, you used to live here? How?" Mary asked.
"Well, it wasn't easy. There were times I almost died. I was attacked by two wild animals, and I was starving. Fortunately, I had Martha with me, and she brought me all I needed. Bless her."
"Aw, Martha was so sweet." Stella smiled.
"She sure was. If it wasn't for her, I might not be alive."
"She loved you the most, though." James laughed.
"True. Y'know, after everyone found me, I wrote a song after this bluebird I named after your mummy."
"You named a bluebird after mum?" Mary asked.
"Sure did, Mary. She kept coming around, so I named her after my soulmate, just to keep myself calm. She did poop on me once, however."
Everyone laughed.
"Sing the song, dad. You know that everyone loves Band on the Run." Stella begged.
"Ok then. Sing along, everyone!"
"Late at night when the wind is still, I'll come flying through your door, and you'll know what love is for, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Touch your lips with a magic kiss and you'll a bluebird too, and you'll know what love can do, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird, ah. Bluebird, ah. Bluebird...
Fly away through the midnight air as we head across the sea. And at last, we will be free, you're a bluebird, you're a bluebird, you're a bluebird, you're a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird, ah. Bluebird, ah. Bluebird...
At last we will ne free, bluebirds, you and me. At last we will be free...
Bluebird, ah. Bluebird, ah. Bluebird...
All alone on a desert island, and we're living in the trees. And we're flying in the breeze, we're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, yeah, yeah, yeah. We're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird, ah. Bluebird, ah. Bluebird..."
"Such a pretty song." Mary applauded.
"Ta, sweetheart. Now, even if you're all adults, that doesn't mean we can't have fun. Come on, Rose!"
Rose joined in on the fun.
Ah, sweet, sweet memories...
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Traveling Light
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