Bluebird
There was a small bluebird who hurt her wings
Because of this, she could never fly free
Not damaged by her; by other's cruel stings
Resulting a bluebird never to be
Other bluebirds judged, "A bird that can't fly?"
This bluebird tried to regain her past strength
Sometimes this small bluebird wanted to cry
Instead the bluebird went the extra length
One small step out of her familiar nest
She had so much that she wanted to share
This bluebird was going to do her best
She knew now she wanted someone to care
A small group of birds, such help they did bring
They made this bird great; they taught her to sing
10/17/12
Copyright © Christine Wieder | Year Posted 2014
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