The Chance to Sing...

We're like birds
who are perched
on the limbs
of a tree.
When the time is right
we simply fly away.
Then other birds come
and take our places.
But they
won't stay.
We come, we go
it was always so
and so
it will always be.
We're like a flock of birds
moving endlessly.
But listen to me
I want you to know
the most important thing.
Before the time
when we must fly away
we have the chance to sing.
Don't miss the chance to sing.

RIP Bea Arthur.

(Spotify link: Bea Arthur – The Chance To Sing)