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A Little Bird

He belted his little heart out

Same time every day

It lasted for hours and hours

But still…

She  does not come.

 

I shouted out to the little bird

“Why not perch on another tree?”

 

“I was calling out to you…”

the little bird replied,

“To keep that smile on your face.”

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