When the parakeets fly north
Then we should worry
Their beautiful chirps become a blur
Almost forgotten
Everyday
We wait outside
For their colors to appear
But when the world remains dull
It builds in us this fear
The seed that it will be forgotten
The love, the bliss
Will dissolve into the abyss
The sadness in us lifts
Hope is the only thing
The only thing that makes us wait
Another day, outside for spring
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