A New World- The series. Vol 1.
October 3, 2006Three little chippering f-birds
Fly high, high, high
Far beyond the sky, beyond the horizon
To a land where everything seems benign.
Three other chippering m-birds come hopping by
Oh, my
They get dazzled by the lovely sight
More Chipper, Chipper, Chipper
With each other
And within their minds.
In minutes the three chippering m-birds just vanish by
Where and why?
Behind the three chippering f-birds,
Above the three chippering f-birds,
All over the three chippering f-birds.
The f-birds love this way of life,
After all back home their love, their own m-birds
Left them waiting by
Disregarded their precious time
Never respected their value of life.
The new m-birds for a day were very nice,
Three other m-birds served them the same way next night
Three new-land-f-birds served them even better the following night.
Such a benign world the f-birds thought
Whether m-birds or f-birds
Physical love and attention is all that they could sense flowing by
What more and why more?
We’re staying back in the new world
The three little chippering f-birds chippered and flew by.
TO BE CONTINUED…
