for bimba

As I look outside I see the breezeCaress the leaves from the treesAnd carry them to all aroundGently laid upon the groundI see the birds so high aboveTheir songs sing of our special loveAnd laid upon their soft sweet wingYour love to me they gently bringAnd as they start their graceful descentDelivering a message that’s heaven sentOne thing I know and will hold so dearWhen I see them fly I will feel you near