The call of the Mocking Jay
Sounds out everyday
Above all the other birds
If only his whistles, were human words
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Birdsong sings a lullaby
While rocking in my swing
Reminisce of days gone by
It feels a lot like spring
Read MoreGood Morning
Early morning darkness
Fades to something more
Light breaks through the branches
Colors can't ignore
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