This time was bad
I was nearly gone
I woke to the singing
Of a little birdies song
There he is
Orange and red
Flapping his wings
Shaking his head
Every morning
Chirping away
Singing and dancing
Bringing the day
A fluffy little birdie
Resembling a ball
He struggles in flight
But gives it his all
He performs at my window
Sensing my pain
He's trying to help
Usually in vain
Today was different
It's been a while
Enjoying his antics
I happened to smile
Only for a second
In a moment of joy
The little birdie beckoned
Part of his ploy
I picked him up
He showed no fear
I looked in his eyes
He chirped in my ear
We shared a moment
I understood
Life was precious
Life was good
He gave me insight
From gentle play
One more song
Then flew away
I'm feeling stronger
I'm on the mend
'Thanks little birdie'
A brave little friend
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