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The Feathered Duo: Lucky And Pinky's Tale Of Friendship
29 Oct 2024 at 2:50PM
Proverbs 17:17, "A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity."
The enduring nature of the true friendship between Lucky and Pinky.
Ecclesiastes 4:9-10, "Two are better than one because they have a good reward for their efforts. For if either falls, his companion can lift him up; but pity the one who falls without another to lift him up!"
Strength comes from the bonds between friends, like the bond between Lucky and Pinky.
"Flying carefree through the world, hand in wing."
We embrace the joy and freedom that comes with genuine connections.
"Their laughter echoed through the skies, painting the clouds with hues of friendship."
We find beauty and joy in the simple moments we share with loved ones/friends.
Michael:
There once was a bird so carefree,
Its heart was as light as could be.
It lived for today, not tomorrow,
With not a single worry to borrow,
In the bluest of skies, it would gleefully sway.
It fluttered and sang, without any fear,
Its life was a dance without a tear.
With seeds in the dawn, it would dine,
And as night fell, it'd rest on a pine,
In a world of pure joy, without a care.
This birdy had feathers so bright,
They'd shine with the morning light.
It knew not of troubles or plight,
Just the thrill of taking flight,
In the warm embrace of the air.
Each moment it cherished with glee,
As it frolicked high in the tree.
For future and past, it had no decree,
Just the beauty of life's spree,
So free from the burdens we bear.
Oh, the lessons we could all learn,
If we'd live like that cheerful churn.
To let go of our constant concern,
Embracing the joy that we yearn,
And live in the now, as we turn.
The bird, it knew not of time's tyranny,
But lived in sweet, simple harmony.
===
Ruth:
Lucky, male bird, carefree, bold,
Don’t worry, his heart never got cold.
Soaring high in the bluest sky,
His eyes sparkled with cheerfulness!
Pinky, mysterious and smart female bird,
Suddenly flying in the sky.
Conversing with unique Lucky,
Their friendships weren’t demure, but enigmatic.
Lucky misunderstood words in his haste
Skeptical Pinky found them so blurry.
Bickering birds in their playful displays,
Yet in their banters, they found their ways out.
Mysterious Pinky under the moonlight,
Planned a surprise for Lucky, high and low.
They soared together, such a bond, so true,
In the endless blue sky.
Lucky and Pinky, such so rare...
Proverbs 17:17, "A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity."
The enduring nature of the true friendship between Lucky and Pinky.
Ecclesiastes 4:9-10, "Two are better than one because they have a good reward for their efforts. For if either falls, his companion can lift him up; but pity the one who falls without another to lift him up!"
Strength comes from the bonds between friends, like the bond between Lucky and Pinky.
"Flying carefree through the world, hand in wing."
We embrace the joy and freedom that comes with genuine connections.
"Their laughter echoed through the skies, painting the clouds with hues of friendship."
We find beauty and joy in the simple moments we share with loved ones/friends.
Michael:
There once was a bird so carefree,
Its heart was as light as could be.
It lived for today, not tomorrow,
With not a single worry to borrow,
In the bluest of skies, it would gleefully sway.
It fluttered and sang, without any fear,
Its life was a dance without a tear.
With seeds in the dawn, it would dine,
And as night fell, it'd rest on a pine,
In a world of pure joy, without a care.
This birdy had feathers so bright,
They'd shine with the morning light.
It knew not of troubles or plight,
Just the thrill of taking flight,
In the warm embrace of the air.
Each moment it cherished with glee,
As it frolicked high in the tree.
For future and past, it had no decree,
Just the beauty of life's spree,
So free from the burdens we bear.
Oh, the lessons we could all learn,
If we'd live like that cheerful churn.
To let go of our constant concern,
Embracing the joy that we yearn,
And live in the now, as we turn.
The bird, it knew not of time's tyranny,
But lived in sweet, simple harmony.
===
Ruth:
Lucky, male bird, carefree, bold,
Don’t worry, his heart never got cold.
Soaring high in the bluest sky,
His eyes sparkled with cheerfulness!
Pinky, mysterious and smart female bird,
Suddenly flying in the sky.
Conversing with unique Lucky,
Their friendships weren’t demure, but enigmatic.
Lucky misunderstood words in his haste
Skeptical Pinky found them so blurry.
Bickering birds in their playful displays,
Yet in their banters, they found their ways out.
Mysterious Pinky under the moonlight,
Planned a surprise for Lucky, high and low.
They soared together, such a bond, so true,
In the endless blue sky.
Lucky and Pinky, such so rare...
