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Aggie's Poems
Sing Little Bird , Sing !

 
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Sing Little Bird , Sing !
 
Come little bird , come down from the tree
The night has passed  , the sun is up
You must  come down the tree  to see
I've  put out some crumbs for you in a cup.
 
Sing , little bird ,  sing me a song !
Sing softly , sing sweetly all day long .
To- morrow I will go away from this valley
Start singing ; let's make merry !
 
The butterflies have come  visiting the flowers
That're  sweet smelling , fresh from a shower .
Like you , they too need food to eat
But they will not eat bread crumbs or seed .
 
So little bird ,  start singing your song .
I've waited for your melody  late and long .
Sing of the mountains and plains  and sun rise
And of the fairies ; you'll be in for a  surprise .
 
My little bird sings on and on and on .
I sit on my veranda  listening to it , all alone .
My bird will come again tomorrow morning .
It will stop singing to me in the late evening .
 
By Agatha Lai