The bird flys through the meadow,
Blissfully silent,
To let all know of the morning song,
They sing,
They dance,
And the humans whistle along,
All was calm till noon that day,
Every animal had ran away,
The chain saw ripped through the tree,
There goes a home for you and me,
The animals they cried,
And screamed,
And yelped,
As if they had feelings to,
As if they had emotion to,
They are just as much alive as you and me,
So let them have a home to sleep.
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Poems For Life
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