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In The Beauty Of Their Nest.

In the beauty of theirest,

The little birds sing.

They chirp,

They sleep,

And as the new dawn arises,

They learn to flap their wings.

In the beauty of their nest,

God visits them,

And he looks after them.

They are always happy,

As they get immense love from their parents.

In the beauty of their nests,

May they always remain.

Adios!

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The Proudest.

The proudest of all,

Is the mother peacock.

As her children are with her,

They eat,

They dance,

And they make her truly happy.

And everyday,

Her dance beats,

Are in sync with her soul’s feelings,

As it is rare that animals,

Get their share of happiness.

But the mother peacock is the proudest of all.

Adios!