The bright red
and a black Mohawk, forehead
He chirps the loudest
Friends with the blue-jays
Who lives the furthest
The leaves of the trees shake
The birdhouse I see, stands still
I am amazed to see
The cardinal on the top of the tree
Wanting to be heard
Just like all of us
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ICollection of poems to comfort the soul
PoetryIf you are reading this, hello there :) This therapy book has changed my life, and has helped me see things in the brightest way as possible. It has grown me and made a much better person than yesterday, so I believe if writing these little quotes o...
