Creative Content,  Literary Work

Little Bird

One little bird
I met you by chance.
A duty of care
felt I had to grant.
From morning to night
you had me worried.
My memories by then
were filled with your stories.
I witnessed your struggles
I encouraged you through.
And anything you needed
I was always ready for you.
But the time will come
I should have known.
Moments have passed
and you sure have grown.
Spread your wings now
fly high in the winds.
Left me here to wonder
if more stories you’ll bring.

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