Enough to Make You Smile - Hunz

She grew up in the porch on the house

Black feathers catching wind beneath the roof

Sometimes she steps on the magazines

Slipping over and on her food, it’s the truth

It’s Frida.

She’s enough to make you smile

It’s Frida.

She’s enough to make you smile

She takes cover from the pouring rain

Morning song can wake the dead if they sleep

Scratching her way out of her cage

Corn cobs bring a smile with a peep

It’s Frida.

She’s enough to make you smile

It’s Frida.

She’s enough to make you smile

She dreams of flying high on days when all the clouds greet her.

She soars past them on giant gusts of winds so fast.