the flower and the bird

A little birdie liked to fly

It soared high into the sky

One day, for a flower he fell

It was dangerous, but he was in love with her smell!

The little birdie wanted to say hello

he'd planned this months ago!

But the flower was a tad shy

There was no way she was going to say hi

She loved him too, that was true

but the flower knew what the other would say

you can't be with someone who's not the same

but the bird told her he would go anywhere

he'd do anything to be with her, he didn't care

and the flower immediately knew

love was what mattered

so together they flew

while the others were snickering and frowning

the bird and the flower were laughing and soaring