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Silver Bird

An old poem. Thought I'd better blog it!

The Silver Bird I was sitting on my balcony, Feeding Ruby, my bunny; I heard a voice I wanted to explore it. As I had no choice I went to the forest like garden, She was there by the birdbath. Singing a sweet song About what’s right and wrong She was the Silver Bird I went to grab her, But instantly, she flew. Her color was matching the sky’s hue. This was grey! She flew so fast that before blinking… She was gone. I still don’t know where she is. Yet, I hear her sweet song, About what is right and wrong. She truly was the Silver Bird!