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“AMAZING BIRDS!” a poem a.k.a.: “Poem of The Rising Phoenix!” September 4, 2019 (Wednesday)

“AMAZING BIRDS!” a poem a.k.a.: “Poem of The Rising Phoenix!” September 4, 2019 (Wednesday)

I just think it’s AMAZING! that the birds COME DOWN – and dance on the ground,

Grab a bite to eat, dancing-on-their-feet, and then, back-way-in-the-air-they’re-found!

Or! They’ll be sitting on a wire, higher than I could ever throw a ball!

BIRDS! Up! There! and-down! Here! And they almost NEVER fall!

They just are: flappin’ and chirpin’ –

Yet, after they eat their bread, I almost never hear ’em burpin’ !

Or fartin’ !!! BUT – (Yup!) They be poopin’ –

So-I-clean-it-up-usually-off-the-porch! But, y’-know, I’m NOT-a-scoopin’ ,

Like I might do with kitty! Nooooooo! I just sweep the solidified uric acid concentrate

AWAY!

AMAZING BIRDS! IF they wanted to go a million miles, I bet they could do it in a day!

‘Cause – THEY GO SO FAST, they sometimes don’t see my glass,

And they bounce OFF my window! and, then, sometimes [Sniff! sniff!] they “pass,”

And go off to Heaven, flying higher and higher,

And they join, high, high above us, in The Sweet Angel Choir!

There, they ALL “sing like birds,” and they’re happy and gay!

BIRDS! THEY’RE AMAZING!

To: The Rising Phoenix –

I-do pray!

fin โ™ฅ

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Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)