Ahh, time to be positive.
Here's a little ditty about birds and blue skies.

There's a hunger in the distance, blue skies and birds. There's nothing more to listen to but the chirp, chirp, chirp of the birds at play. The trees are green and vegetation-like. They sway in the soft breeze and they shiver in ecstacy. The trees love children and toys. They love to look down on them and shade them as they play. Ahh, turn into a tree and watch, why don't you?

Under the skies, the birds chirp and chirp. The swing in the distance moves alone and the soft sqeek as it moves is reverberated all the way back to the children at play. The grass, well, you can hear that rustle under foot. I see from on high the children at play. The parents in the distnace chat about their perfect lives and how they will do better than their parents. Many do and the children laugh. It's all a game. It's all the way life is because perfection is in the mind and heart. And to think, it all started with skies and birds. Happy images of the world we live in and the world we live by.