Those birds above I've wondered,
Are they spirits and tiny souls?
Looking down on us and keeping us safe,
At our highs and at our lows.
Are they our loved ones passed away?
And flying free above?
This to people I do not say.
But I often wish I could.
I hope those birds are what I think,
Because you seldom see one alone.
You will always have a very strong link.
Flying high and flying far from home.
So I hope those, my friends above,
Will help me out down here.
I hope they help me find some love,
I hope that time is near.