I once loved a lonely bird
Who used to sing for me,
Sometimes sitting right in front,
And sometimes sitting on a distant tree.
One day the bird found a mate
And they both flew away to the Eastern sky.
I knew for sure that they went for ever,
Yet I sometimes look around with a sigh.
I still hear her songs in hallucinations,
I still anxiously wait to see her once.
But the bird that once flies away
I know for sure she rarely returns.
Dhaka
01 September 2016
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Thanks for appreciating the poem, Sandra. Loved your short, appreciative comment.
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Memories! ! ! Lovely tones of the bird! 🦜 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.