Hymn

Kinglets and robins
Flying off roofs and bushes
Chirping as they did in the time of the Magi
When the air was filled with songs
Then as they thought the world had awoken
They started building their nests
Looking for flaxen wool
To provide a home for their many young

"Noël des petits oiseaux"

Remember to leave some grease for visiting birds in your garden or on your windowsill. They might sing for you in gratitude.

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