PENGUINS by Tom Jensen
It seems that generally
People are nice to me:
All they got to do is read
Or when I speak listen to see
What my intentions were, are and will be
Oh...some don't have the time...
So I don't pay them any mind...
Maybe I'll see them around
Or when I come by to say hi
They'll hide by ducking down
I won't ask any questions
For I can always be found
Along with all of life's lessons
If you stop and smell the flowers
Take in life's smells, sights and sounds
Make sure to count up life's blessings
For you never know when
The next one will be found...
I once heard from a little bird
Some songs can bring you down
Just like I learned in school
Some birds have wings yet never fly
When I asked my teacher how come?
Well, she never told me why...
Can't figure it out...though I try and try and try