The Bird Chronicles #3
“I’ll be leaving soon,” said the little bird to the tree.
“I know,” said the tree. “You were born to fly after all.”
The bird answered, “No, my friend. I was born with wings.
I chose to fly with it.”
The Bird Chronicles #3
“I know,” said the tree. “You were born to fly after all.”
The bird answered, “No, my friend. I was born with wings.
I chose to fly with it.”