Born into this world alone
Ventured out all on your own
Found a face and found a home
Nestled in your chosen throne
Watched as little birds had flown
Without the need to hide or roam
So at ease in every where
Always with that peaceful stare
Beaming back at every glare
All your long and wild hair
Tangled-up without a care
Beyond the joy of being there
All the birds will sing for you
Grass will grow and sway there too
Winds will turn the sky to blue
Clearing clouds that rained for you
And all the birds will sing for you
The magic of the sounds you made
Remains though all the echoes fade
Many wish you'd longer stayed
Despite all time or how you'd greyed
Before you'd gone into that shade
All the birds there sing for you
The way you'd always asked them to
They'll flap their wings and play for you
As grasses grow and dance there too
The birds will always sing for you
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