~ Migrant Bird ~

Good morning little feathered friend
The summer is past and gone
You can see that fall is here
And you must say 'so long'

The morns are getting cooler
With frosty chilly air
I watch you snuggle in your nest
As you plan to go somewhere

You'll be packing up real soon
And fly to follow the sun
There you'll play, four months you'll stay
Aren't you the lucky one?

I'd love to go there with you
Where your clothes are still in style
But I must buy some winter clothes
And wear them for a while

Then come again next season
I'll see you return and then
Four months to enjoy the sunshine
And then you'll be gone again

Yolanda Cohen © 2006

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