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He Flew Again

All summer long it sang a song of joy Awaking me with heavenly sounds Onset of winter and it flew to warmer climes With a sad heart I await his return The garden is overgrown and deserted Windows shuttered against blustery winds Dead flowers droop from withered bushes Trees are stark and bare of leaves. Come summer and I found him Lying under a tree with a broken wing Sad hopeless eyes staring at the sky My tears fell on his fragile wing Feathered friends surrounded us They sang uplifting songs to him I kissed his beak and placed him in a cage Praying he would fly again to lofty heights. One day at the dawning of the light I heard melodious sounds and set him free Endearingly he waved his mended wing Before disappearing into the clouds He will return and sing pretty songs for me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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