"Open Your Wings" Poem by AB~

Sing little birdie,sing your song,
Sing about the sky,
Sing with all you vioce,
The tears, you could not cry,
Open up your wings,
Catch a lonley breeze,
Sail into the heavens,
Don't look back for me,
Find a gental place to rest,
Sit apon a star,
Sing of all the dreams,you dream,
Sing of who you are,
And when the moring blossoms,
When the sunlight breaks,
Breath your song the morning dew,
And in your mind awake,
Thoughts wet with clover,
Frangraced wet with dew,
Little bird,hold dear your song,
For it's unque to you,
It flows apon your heartstrings,
It vibrates in your soul,
And on your lips it finds its way,
It's vioce will make you whole,
And when your sung your last note,
Come swiftly back to sit,
Apon my tiny window,
Were first your dreams were light.