is watching a new bird gracefully sing
the reason my soul jolts awake in the dawn
is laughing a hippy caw out on the lawn
the reason for fun in the mid day of school
is flying away, defying the rule
the reason my poems were bouncy and agile
is toughening feet, never too fragile
the reason for music, the days never long
is somehow removed, now utterly gone
the reason I wake up, the reason I sing
is still making my heart go tip tippy ting ting
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