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by emily mackay Mar 6, 2012 category : Life, society / meaning of life
The birds are singing at the same time again there little voices send shivers to all women and men I sit by the window and listen to them sing there tiny singing voices what memories they bring I do wonder who there singing for is it them or some other bird so quiet like a whisper something you've never heard There gentle voice opens while the world just walks past im sure no one really takes noitice and im sure they wont be the last It was only one day that i stood still and took in these beautiful birds how could anyone even kill I think they send a message sometimes to different people around helping them cope by just a gentle sound, So now i will always now make time to sit and listen to them sing as i now understand the birds and what purpose they always bring.