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Blue Bird

Blue Bird

early this

morning

I heard

a tap

at my window

and looked across

the room

it was the blue bird

who visited just last year

come back

to say,

“hello, hello, hello,

do you remember me …”

I smile

he’s grown so much

and has so much to say

his wings have carried him

to the other side of the shore

where he’s met all manner of being

I wonder what he’s learned

he says he’ll come back tomorrow

bright and early

and tell me

all about it

TL

Published inPoetry