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A TRUE LOVE STORY
winter days have changed,
from snowflakes into pleasant
raindrops, that called the sidewalks
their home, until the sun opened up
and dried away any life from previous
seasons. in all this time, a little bird
has been avoiding the sky above,
and remained perched on a single
tree branch, with a single pink petal
that appeared in a form of a broken heart.

every day, people looked out windows,
and in the distant hills, this little bird pondered
if any pair of different eyes would capture the vision
of a broken bird, crying for help with nothing but
empty eyes which illuminate memories of scarred words
and nothing more than cold winds. just one day, will
another pair of wings lift the poor feathered soul away
from his pain, to take home and in the light of love? or
is he destined to forever sit alone, to never look
at the stars above ever again?

there was a day, when a blue bird passed by
and promised he’d come back, but summer days
came and went, until the leaves changed from
green to orange, and promises meant nothing
for this little bird, so he continues to wait. waiting,
for winter’s hurricanes to take him away, and freeze
any type of pain that continues to press against his wings.
with cool winds taking over warm breezes, how does one
fight against the nature’s screams, when it’s the only
type of company a little bird has learned to love?

one fateful day, that blue bird came back,
holding a pink petal under a wing, and
found it’s way to the little bird’s branch. for
a moment, time stopped, and all the days
that lonely was the only thing written on
a little bird’s face, were wiped away, to change
perceptions of the world surrounding them, and to
take a chance to fly with the clouds, once again.

this blue bird took me under his wing, and
never did i feel i was ever going back home,

until the wind warmed up for an october day,
and fog rolled through the afternoon. a little bird
has now found the strength to fly once more,
and leaving his sanctuary of solitude, to never
revisit such a place again.