|Photo by Matt Binns- Tui on flax or harakeke.|
A tui sits on highest tree
Singing out so desperately,
"Oh won't you make a nest with me?
I'll share with you my love."
He's sung his song
For oh so long
He wonders now what he's done wrong,
But still sings from high above.
Where are the young and clucky girls?
There should be one out in this world.
Are they busy chasing pretty jewels,
Instead of one true love?
There used to be a time that we
Together would raise a family,
And give our young security.
But now that's not enough.
How can we raise our kids today,
Without two parents home to stay?
A man who's strong when youngsters stray,
And mentor them from wrong.
With a woman's sensitivity
To nurture their ability
And sense of responsibility
To keep our families strong.
A tui sings from highest tree,
Calling out so desperately,
While our own society.....