The Blue Bird

Like the glistening sun,

On the blue ocean,

I saw a bright blue bird,

Her dulcet chirp, I heard;

I waved my hand,

Slowly she came to land,

Eyes brown like mine,

At first gaze, deeply entwined.

Rapt by my gesture,

She came out to venture;

Like in a trance,

For a joyful dance;

By the river, by the sea,

She flew with me;

Sometimes like a charm,

Perched on my arm;

Although she loved me

Stroke her golden plume,

It wouldn't last many a day,

She had to fly far away;

With a peck on the finger,

So loving, it still lingers

She flew from my window sill,

Into the sunset on the hill.