Blue sky & a clear day
Sun shines from mountain top, to deep seas & beyond it all
Clouds not black but white as cotton
With chirping of birds & flowers blossom
Been a good day it has so far
Until I laid my eyes on a blue bird
Crash to ground, hurt she seems
Eyes closing with scars on wings
But little soldier nowhere near to quit
Flicking her eyes & wings she tried
To get of the ground and fly back in skies
It don't seem easy as the little thing is injured
But her faith in her wings never seem absurd
After trying little to hard she was back on her feet
But her fly in the sky was yet to succeed
She flap her wings & brushed of the dirt
Walked an inch & two then to fly back again
But her every move seem to be a waste attempt
Yet she didn't give up, never did have she ever learned
But fly free in the sky was all that matter
She tried & tried until she succeed
At last the being was off from the ground
She flips her wings and take off to the clouds
& once again she was flying back home.
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