The trees whispers and
the winds called out your name,
the hills rumbled with the storm
as the gray skies remained.
I beckoned to the heavens
to the sunshine send
like the warmth of love
that is here to the end.
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I kept my heart on guard
to never ever let it feel again,
the pieces now put together
allowing this heart of mine to mend.
They say that time is the greatest healer
what a fool is he who first wrote those words,
for the ache remains forever within me
with no sight of that darn blue bird.
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