The Bird of Knowledge
A compassionate morning that breaks all the rules
just to brush against my cheek without being cruel
A branch that hangs low enough for my eyes to adore
one I can look at from the window of my front door
A bird that tweaks, with a happy song just for me
telling me how to live and just how to be free !
6/30/2019
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