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Little Bird

I was happily singing in my nest,
nuzzled against mommy bird,
until I felt a drop,
deep, exhilarating, onto hard concrete,
"Chirp, Chirp!"
I mimicked a call to mommy bird,
but a shadow appeared over me,
thrilled voices,
rushed against me,
feeling like a mound of vibration,
upon my tender feathers,
frightened, shocked, innocent I was,
challenging myself to fly,
till a hushed voice,
calmed them down,
and I was nuzzled against mommy bird once more.



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Peyton(: said...
Jul. 18, 2011 at 7:10 pm
Aww! This poem is absloutley adorable! I love the flow of this! So creative like a pro. (:
 
meowers5 replied...
Dec. 21, 2011 at 4:52 pm
Aww...so cute and well written!
 
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