A Lark



A Lark :




Lark-Bird, lark-bird, soaring high,

Are you never weary?

When you reach the empty sky

Are the clouds not dreary?

Don't you sometimes long to be

A silent goldfish in the sea?

Goldfish, goldfish, diving deep,

Are you never sad, say?

When you feel the cold waves creep

Are you really glad, say ?

Don't you sometimes long to sing

And be a lark-bird on the wing ?




























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