Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Fly now. Bluebird poem.

Fly sweet one, spread your wings now
No time to squander, no time for doubt
The window is open but a moment little one
Fly now, fly now or the chance will have gone.
Gone as the wind that breezed by just now
Gone as the sun that drifts slowly without
Without you little one, fly now, fly now.

The chance is soon to be out of reach
As is the sky if you do not this prison breech
Now little one, the moment is passing by
Fly sweet one, you're as blue as the sky
Fly now, fly now, I whisper goodbye
You soar and you merge into the blue of the sky
For a moment, but one moment 
I wish I were you, and that you were I. 

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