Each Bird IS?

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We value the shy if they have feathers,

Glorious colors and song their compliment

Soaring high apart and gliding past unseen

Gracefully picking gravity’s pocket.


In sky their thoughts bear no regret

Each mighta, coulda, shoulda gone

Sharing freely each grateful wing

Opportunity, adventure, even love in flight.


Who are we that we cannot get off?

Power to fly, see and be our own,

When life rejects and bulges veins

We can paint our feathers, sing our songs, find our raptor!

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