Dancing with the birds

How sweet the memories
are this afternoon.
A rippling cheer,
out and out.
A time when nature
made all the birds.
And we never tired of
the kissing and the singing.
A pillar of the sky said
Is it true what they say?
I looked at the notes,
too few I thought.

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