Bluebird
Sigh of happiness
Rains of bliss
Fall faintly upon me
Swiftly glazing
Stars above
On a nights call
It's my bluebird
Singing melodies
When I lay my head
Against the soft cotton riled
Petite pillows
Whispers of sweet nothings
Dreams embroidered
With whimsical silk linings
Appear like angels beside my bed stand
Bluebird of happiness
Don't stray too far way
Lest I miss you and sell myself short to sadness
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