Hear the songs of the birds, the joy in their sounds
Distinctive yet pure, not a care in the world.
They flaps their wings with boldness, they relished
In their freedom, no worries of what tomorrow will make of them
They simply flow with the wind,
The birds are fully aware that all their needs has already been provided for.
Their faith in the creator is what make
Their songs so magical to our ears.
Oh, how I do wish to sing the songs of the birds
Micheline Jean Louis