Monday, February 10, 2014

The Bird

The Bird
She flies across the Sky;
Like She flies across my heart;
Mesmerized by each flap of her wing;
Majestic this tiny Bird is;
My heart knows nothing but Her;
For She has captured it;
This Bird has flown strong and proud;
Through the darkest of skies;
And these skies I watch Her fly;
Forever and ever more will I try to fly;
Right by this Bird’s side.

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