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A Little Bird
Love is like a little bird
As it flies from place to place chirping a song
A song that can be heard by the ears of young and old alike
All hope to hear this sweet melody
But many find their lives pointless and empty without it
to the few who get to hear this melody
They are happy and they never feel the darkness called emptiness
Everyone hopes to hear this sweet melody of a little bird called love
Published 14th May 2013
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14th May 2013 7:12pm
14th May 2013 7:17pm
Thanks I wrote this when I was once in love... Those days have passed now.
14th May 2013 7:31pm
You will find love again, that's the good thing about
being human...we can love as many times as we want!
With whoever we want!
Keep writing.... ;)
being human...we can love as many times as we want!
With whoever we want!
Keep writing.... ;)
15th May 2013 7:20pm
Anonymous
15th May 2013 1:40am
This is beautiful. Yes we all yearn to hear the call of love. Nice!!! :)
Anonymous
15th May 2013 11:18am
How representative of a short lived melodic love. i love your tetrameter in this, it really mimics the child like insecurity we have when in love.
22nd Jun 2013 10:25pm
