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Down from the sky I plucked a bird
a novel passerby
descendant of a feral breed
from flocks I never knew

A creature without social grace
I gave him a new name
I tamed with gentle nurture as
we ladies like to do

I taught him how to kiss my lips
a pleasant mimicry
stay still on my right finger tip
good little pets are few

Old peacocks came to visit us
their song he mirrored well
Then from his perch he spied alone
a young hen plumed in blue

Within his silver cage he sat
my love his warming gift
'til chance I left the door ajar
and out of it he flew
©2008-2010 *jennethia
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just a sad love poem to a bird long gone

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:iconlosttherace:
Beautiful! :clap:

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I am a part of all that I have met. ~Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Thank you!

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You're welcome! :D

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I am a part of all that I have met. ~Alfred Lord Tennyson

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