Blue birds fly
When i see the blue-birds fly,
I think of rainbows in the sky,
Or happy things like you and I,
Or heaven up way up high,
I think of all the magical things,
Like unicorns or ice-cream cones,
When i think of all these things,
I realise I have been smiling the whole time,
because life itself,
Is quite magical,
Just like
Blue birds.