You twitter from the branch,
Just above my house,
And make everything lithe and bright.
You are my bright light.
You flap your small wings,
Your twitter rings,
Through my ears,
And your wings across my eyes.
Twittering bird,
You merrily dance,
On the floor of dirt,
You happily prance.
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