My Tweedy Bird Poem by Sandra Feldman

My Tweedy Bird

Rating: 5.0


Two days I haven't heard,
From my naughty, singing bird,
Inspiration is a lacking,
And my nerves they are a cracking.

Now my heart begins to tire,
Having only one desire,
Stay as close as close can be,
To my singing fantasy,
Inspiration, don't expire,
Keep me warm under your fire,
You mean everything to me!

Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kanav Justa 23 March 2014

, , a cute and sweet poem, , , ,

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Valerie Dohren 20 March 2014

Lovely little poem Sandra - I hope your little bird soon returns to make you happy again.

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Lawerence Mize 20 March 2014

Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

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