A Minor Bird
I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.
The fault must have partly been in me.
The bird wasn't to blame for his key.
And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silent a song.
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Ten Million Fireflies
Poetryit's a collection of all my favourite poems and Verses of Robert Frost, my favourite poet. I was thinking of keeping them together in a diary or something. and then I remembered there's wattpad to keep them and share with others. so here you go...
