#16 A little Birdie

A little bird fell somewhere shorter than the sky –

It does not really fly, it flaps its wings, swoops

and glides. You are too generous, too kind.

It doesn’t matter how high

Or what length we may or may never

Reach, we are all scavengers

Trying to find a crumb of life

And feel satisfied enough to sing & spread our wings again.

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