Still, life was happy, Dancing and singing, No regret, Still, life was happy, Dancing and singing, No regret,

This poem describes a solitude bird singing in despair. This poem describes a solitude bird singing in despair.

I found you, in my eyes Love comes in all sizes I found you, in my eyes Love comes in all sizes

All the day long- Yet not long enough for the skylark, Singing, singing. All the day long- Yet not long enough for the skylark, Singing, singing.

I opened the window Oh! The singing of the birds Filled my room. I opened the window Oh! The singing of the birds Filled my room.

In writing and singing I am pro; In dancing I am a big zero; I know I can’t ever be a superhero In writing and singing I am pro; In dancing I am a big zero; I know I can’t ever...