There on the misty log.
That spot, between the fog.
Sits a bird with tired wing.
Only a chirp, a note to sing.
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a simple beginning...where the master planner want us to live... a very special poem fo us to feel....thank you my friend...I love it God bless......
You are the soul of the bird, innocent and lovely, the way i see you here Poe.10
Hello Joe a love song poem..and extra special nice...10+