I saw the white birds
Flying from tree to tree
In the cold winter night
I saw they tucked each other in their nests.
Trying to get warm
I envied them
Because they get to feel loved
They get to feel free
They can fly away the next morning
To a warmer place
Searching and searching for food and shelter
For their young ones to live freely one day.
Such happy birds.
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