The Songbird and the Stream

“Good Morning”, sang the songbird.
“Good Morning”, rumbled the stream.
Where on such a glorious day shall we go?
I will go where the wind takes me.
And I will go where the current flows.
And that is where they went.
To wherever the wind blows and the current ends.
Drifting and flying they went.

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