The Prettiest Birds.

If all the wants and needs
Sprinkled my thoughts like planted seeds.
Delicate blossoms, hidden by vines
The prettiest flowers are hardest to find.

To hold a star in your hand,
The illustrious moment slips through like sand.
The golden ores of opportunity ring,
Sometimes the prettiest birds cannot sing.





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