BLue Bird
I see the little bird,
My mind in turmoil,
Is the bird injured,
Do I let it go, or do I wait?
Is it just resting?
Maybe it is an Angel in disguise?
The joy of seeing this wonderful creature,
The bird's wing's flapped, then stopped,
She then took off, flying towards heaven,
Was it an illusion or my brain playing
tricks with me?

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