Happy Little Blue Bird Poem by Heather Schroer

Happy Little Blue Bird



Happy little blue
birds sing while they sit on
the window sill. Life.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

And they missed the knowledge of time as in the immortal verses by Shakespeare: 'Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day./ It was the nightingale, and not the lark, / That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear.'

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Heather Schroer

Heather Schroer

Fort Leonard Wood, MO
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