Blue Birds Fly
at the blanket of early morn,
soft and sweet i toss and turn.
my heart raced a breathless song;
speak t me do i belong?
i dreamed of sadness a heart ache song
oh my heart, why, you seemed so wrong?
when dawn breaks, darkness disappeared
my eyes are shut, conscience uncleared.
it pierced, it hurts, the sweet sad song;
let my dreams flee, as i grow strong
as the warmth now embraces me
i hear that blissful melody
the new day has come to unfold.
a forgotten promise, i hold.
hope lies from within, now i cry
as i plead, do let blue birds fly.
... and then my heart is at peace.
Copyright © Roselle Sobrejuanite | Year Posted 2010
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