the birds know my name

The Way The Universe Greets Me As I Step Out My Door To Provide My Offering, Always Makes Me Smile. I Hear All The Birds Chatter And Squawk In Excitement For I Am Bringing Their Offering, And They Are Excited To See Me. The Birds Know Who I Am. The Birds Care. The Birds Listen And Lift My Troubles Away On The Wings Of A BlueJay, Flying Away With A Peanut. I Am One With The Birds And I Belong. 

+BirdMan. 


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