[The camera turns again to Briar Rose. She's surrounded by the animals of the forest, picks berries and sings]
- Briar Rose:
- I wonder,
I wonder,
I wonder why each little bird
Has a someone to sing to
Sweet things to
A gay little love melody.
I wonder,
I wonder,
If my heart keeps singing
Will my song go wing-ing
To someone
Who'll find me
And bring back a love song
To me!
3 comments:
What a sweet surprise.
And then it bit her on her cute little nose.
We have adolescent squirrels running around in packs--they are very funny. I also love to see a squirrel flat out cooling its belly on the earth.
I have baby skwirls every year in my shed. It's just the cutest thing to watch. I'll have to send you some pictures...
Post a Comment