flyaway

a bird flew down, grasped his arm,

dissolved in the iscense of its charm

he shadowed his pain and made it no harm,

days were dusked and the nights dawn

presence of the feathers were all his own,

came by his lawn new ones and suns

but it was his all and his heard sound,

then suffered the bird in the cage of his care

he was turmoiled and he fdidn't dare

to learn the freedom and his feelings to share

to accept the feathers were now ready to flare.

his body was hard and his heart low,

and he never could let its absence go!

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