Little Birdie

Little Birdie sat in a tree
By the sea she wishes she could be
Silver branches and rainbow leaves
Honey hives for bumble bees
Up up everybody up up

She loves the morning
When the stars are yawning
It’s quiet, still and warm
As the sun rises with the dawn
Up up everybody up up

She wants to learn to fly
Flap her wings and go up high
Over the sea, the glittering sea
To where dolphins swim one, two, three
Up up everybody up up.

Lydia Clarke

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