A single tear falls from my eye,
A single raindrop from the sky,
A single note from a horn is heared,
A single feather falls from a bird.
A single tear to show I feel,
So others see my senses reel,
With feeling true like Joy and Pain,
Love and Hate run my brain.
A single note from a horn,
Tells the world a child is born,
And this child one day will die,
Life and Death will make us cry.
Can we learn from a bird,
To shed like feathers our troubles unheard,
And like a bird with Joy to fly,
For Peaceful life above the sky. |
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