The Song Bird

No one knows or has the aner u man ethat o e tane an mo ordaway nothao ort of a tomorrow greatet tay. That is a core rarly under aemertetioswiat iin wisomonse morrean mosor  the courage to show yourself and the world who you are. I woke up this morning to the song bird singing her sweet melodies like only she knows how,. perched above the street, looking down at the people, the cars, but somehow indifferent to all that below. Like her heart was fully immersed in her song. As i got out of bed, open the curtains and let the early morning sun