
ππΏπ©΅πΏπ”Have you heard the birdsong
Each morning as we wake?
The joyful melodious sound
These feathered happy souls make.
They donβt appear to have cross words,
They sound so full of joy,
Each song sounds like a greeting,
They are neither shy nor coy.
Their happy communication
Brightens up the skies,
With each chortle and every note,
good intentions lies.
We need to be like the birds,
And share those joyful vibes,
Through laughter, warmth, and kindness,
In harmony, all spirits rise.
Let every word be gentle,
Let every smile be bright,
For in the echo of their songs,
We find our hearts take flight. ” ππΏπ©΅πΏπ