I heard the rain ,
On my window panes;
I looked out ,
And saw not far about;
A blue bird,
On a branch,
carefully, perched.
It sang a song,
Yes to it, it belonged;
Hope in sorrow,
Life in existence,
Yes the bird sang,
The song for me..
The blue bird,
On a branch , carefully, perched.
It sang a song ,
Yes a song that was for me.
come again blue bird.
short and precise seems to be style....but i wud have loved it to be longer..whats the significance of the "Blue"bird ..i cudn't understand....a bird singing hope for u in the rain is a warm theme....kool...
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