LA PLUME DE DAVID ALEXANDRE LIEBERMANN

Good morning bird's

Good morning to the bird's
That song the joy of the new day
They don't tell with words
But it is magic what they says

Hearing them when you walk
Bring a warm feeling in your heart
You smile and your memory recall
The day when you were a star

Your face turn a bit sad
But that stays wouldn't last long
Just listen and feel glad
That the story is still young

Those birds play a melody
That fill you with hope
No place for melancholy
Just grip the rope

Stand up and let it be
Do not over thinking
Raise and be free
To take a new beginning

31.03.2023

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