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Home Sweet Home

Little birdie as she waits on on a twig
For her Mummy to call her home
And tell her she can quench her thirst
Recall she is no longer alone

She crosses her wings and covers her chest
Form the coolness of the snow and the storm
She longs for her nest, where she can cozily rest
And sleep till she can can fly to her form

Author: Sister Sahar


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