Family, Wendi Thinks

A Poem

“Little Birdie”

By Wendi (That’s me!)

Little birdie, sweet and fine

Sitting on your wooden line.

You love to sing, and dance, and play

Chirping to your friends all day.

I wonder how your cage can be

A place that brings you happy things?

With bars, and locks, and spaces tight,

Keeping you from taking flight.

But every day I look at you

Singing to the sky so blue.

Your song is filled with joy and glee

For being able to just be. . .

A little bird sent from above

To teach our family “what is love!”

You show our family what to do

“Just love each day, being YOU!”


Happy Friday,

** The last picture of our bird Peaches was taken by Curly Cook.

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