Blue Bird
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Nestled alongside my roost of books and blankets
I wonder where you have gone to
To the south perhaps? But it's already mid March and snow still continues to fall
Blue Bird, you said if you could fly
Tell me, where would you go?
Maybe North even South
Maybe the East or West.
No, you chose to soar high
Your feathers glistening in the sun light
