Under the Weather
My little bluebird
Feeling bad
I worry so
And I get sad
When you're not up to
Soaring high
Without you there
It's just the sky
But when you are
I come alive
I watch you fly
I teem and thrive
In knowing you
Are over me
You fill my life
With your beauty
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2024
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