Ode to the Birds

April 6, 2009
By Halie GOLD, Rochester, Minnesota
Halie GOLD, Rochester, Minnesota
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Ode to the birds
Their chirps are so unchanged
Everything is in some kind of routine
And still they fly through the endless range

They chime in rhyme
To think there will come a time
When that sweet joyous ring
Will fade like the flowers of spring

But time and time again
So often they seem to be my friend
The sound that filled the summer’s breeze
In time will return to us with ease

The author's comments:
I wrote this in memory of my loved lost pet Chloe, a joyous filled little parrotlet with a huge personality, who died tragically at the age of 2 and how even though she is gone she will live on forever in my heart.

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