Bird Song
- Adan Shaikh
- Aug 5
- 1 min read
The birds who wake the morning
With their gentle song.
They make me a promise,
That nothing here is wrong.
No winds tear through the branches,
No earth shakes where I stand,
The sky remains unbroken,
Their music builds a shelter,
Their wings, flutter to comfort.
No danger dares to enter,
No storm clouds fill the sky.
The world is calm and certain,
Their chirps, a song of safety.
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