Each morn I wake to nature's tune
In my back yard it chases my gloom

With hawks and falcons above their heads
The only care is to share my bread

Also they know there's water to sip
Also a bath if they care to dip

So small so timid yet so brave
A fight erupts for the food I gave

My friends think it's a waste of time
But I know it unveil s life's ryhme

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