Took a little love, walked thru a garden

Who can I see, in and around your hand

Looking to the top, as he feeds beside you

Humming bird, close to your hand.



t was for a reason I did not see before, it was;

someone did give me eyes

That is nature sounding within

In the face of it

In the face of it there's nothing left to rhyme

and the more you try you'll understand

They'll be flying into your hand tomorrow.

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