Drifting vacant skies, forever on wings,
Is little blackbird, whose heart ever sings!
Soaring in mellow sunshine, nowhere a care,
Like a Parkside picnic in the sunny glare!
Darling of the blue, and marshmallow clouds,
At times seen alone, oftentimes in crowds!
Pretty blackbird, which place is your home?
And whatever wanderlust causes you to roam?
......
Drifting vacant skies, forever on wings,
Is little blackbird, whose heart ever sings!
Soaring in mellow sunshine, nowhere a care,
Like a Parkside picnic in the sunny glare!
Darling of the blue, and marshmallow clouds,
At times seen alone, oftentimes in crowds!
Pretty blackbird, which place is your home?
And whatever wanderlust causes you to roam?
......