all ways fly little bird both you and i know those wings are meant to fly
to bring hope to heart
and love to bow
thy marriage bed the gift of your loving heart
to one who through you i see as one of my own
a brother who's arms reflect all of us who care
for one of our own
who we keep to us in the snow , knowing her words free us all
misery has no hope when the thallow flies
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