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Post by vimala on Jun 21, 2008 14:12:23 GMT 5.5
THE HUMMING BIRD
© BrandonOS.OHesse
The rain has stopped, And daylight delays. The night is calm; And anticipates its rays.
As morning breaks through, Like a deer thru the hedge; She is already found At a rose petal's edge.
Such a simple life, Portrayed in such hurry. Though its all in a day's work; There is no time for her to worry.
Gathering nectar for food, Her song she plays loud. Though merely a result of her flight, Her song she plays proud!
So the next time you see her, Don't say a single word. For you will have just missed The song of the Humming Bird!
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