Poem 3

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Life is just a cycle of uncertainty
Whether we will live it right or wrong
Though we can fix our every mistake
If we listen to the chirping bluebirds song.

If we fight in the name of our country
If we fight in the name of our selves
We will win against the eyes of uncertainty
We will listen to the chirping bluebirds song.

When will we finally
Understand the birds wise words?
Truth is you never know,
But we will sing along.

The point of this is simple as can be
Bluebirds are our nature
Nature is beautiful if you really look
And listen to the chirping bluebirds song.

When I speak my final rime
I will thank the life I have lived
I will look upon the old sycamore tree
And leave to the sound of the chirping bluebirds song.

I created this and I'm so sorry if it doesn't make sense. If you don't understand it pm BryannaMiller03 and tell her to read it and tell you what it means. She will tell you. Shout out to her by the way. My BFF!!!

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