My dear songbird,
How your song wakes me from bed,
It gives me hope, it helps me heal,
I wish to thank you,
But every time I try to,
You fly away to come back another day,
Yet I notice you come a bit closer each day,
Maybe someday you'll come and stay?
I'll await that day,
And I'll continue to raise from my bed,
For without your song to help me endeavour,
I may just sleep forever.
-AleTiro11
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Poem Practicing
PoésieI'll be writing poems here as practice or to vent. Advice and criticism welcome!