The Blue Jay Wants To Fly
The blue jay wants to fly,
Or glide to and perch on a barren twig,
Or rise and find one of a feather
On a mossy, asphalt shingled roof.
As the world grows cold and dark,
He thinks of his weathered, old grass hut,
And his growling belly
That can wait.
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