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Mockingbird comes from his nest deep within running rose
Where it rest upon the trellis
Out into the down pour of rain stands shakes his wings over and over again
Turns around goes back in through the thorns hungry but where it is dry and warm
So like the Mockingbird am I
I don't like facing a rainy day
Just want to stay beside a roaring fire snug and warm....
I have no way of knowing what it is
It just needed to be said...
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Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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