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Blue Bird

O blue feathered bird perched on the tree
With a voice as sweet as sugar you sing, blue_bird
In eager anticipation of the spring,
However white and dull the ground and sky be.

Is this wisdom for your simple mind to know
Beneath the leafless tree and weather so tart?
Or is it a feeling of warmth in your heart,
The radiant hope that melts the snow?

I long to be you, blind to what lies
Behind the roots of dreary today
Believe in the promise of May,
The winged hope of sweet prophecies.

Poem #27 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

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