Bluebird Poem by Bill Cantrell
Bluebird
Oh, you precious bluebird,
you brighten up a winters day
Erasing my depression,
you never go away
High above the other birds,
while tending to your young,
your care compels them to hang around,
to help when the next brood comes along
Oh if we could be like you,
our humanity would return
That we might brighten another's day,
then they will do so in return
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