User:The Birdhouse

A little birdie once told me:

†We are many,

we are few;

We can hide,

inside your shoe.

We fly high,

we fly low;

Even if we happen to be slow.

Deep breathe in,

deep breathe out.

We birds fly,

all about.

We may be hidden,

from your view.

Just be glad we don't make a mess in your shoes.†