Migration (Ray Thomas)
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On and on they journey southward, to the land of warmer summers
On the way they shed their feathers
For the poet's hand to write love letters
Flying high in straight formation, seeking out their destination
Over seas and windswept forests, frost and snow they're soon forgotten
Trees are bare snowflakes are falling
You can hear their leaders calling
Follow me fly strong my brother, be strong of heart
And help each other home
And here I am, I'm just a man, and there you are among the stars
Flying high searching for a new tomorrow, I wish I could follow
Nearer still to new horizons, chill winds blow so far behind them
Endless days and sleepless nights, a borrowed gift navigates their flight
Still and pure this morning air, so tired now but almost there
The mysteries of nature's calling
Some will climb while others return back home
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Contributions by: Shelley Giblin
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