Three little birds in my soul
Guiding me through the light
And pushing me on through the dark
Three little birds in my soul
Been with me all along
Catching me if I should fall
Three little birds in my soul
For it was love that nurtured
And provided a home base
Three little birds in my soul
For it was chance that coursed
And charted my path
Three little birds in my soul
For it was belief that pushed
And provided me a new way
Three little birds remain in my soul
Although they are now passed
May they fly high with their might
Three little birds
I thank thee
For setting me free
Categories: family, mental health, poetry
psychologistmimi 
What a beautiful poem. Did you write it?
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Hi! Thanks for the compliment. Yes, it is an original mimi poem. Still getting me feet wet in that field. Thanks for stopping by and happy holidays.
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Happy Holidays to you too! I can’t wait to read some more. Some deep and thoughtful words 🙂
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well said
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Wonderful Poem and I think the Fourth Bird is you. 🙂
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Oh that is so sweet of you to say :-0 have a great new year ahead!
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