The lonely little bird
No where to go no friend to warm
Flying out in the early morning
When the sun set returning to its place
On the bamboo branch sleeping away
Nobody will disturb
Let the lonely little bird rests
It has been around at least a week
Sitting alone sleeping night away
Quietly it hangs there
Even the cats will not smell
High up on the bamboo branch
Near the window panes
Bird watching so easy
The quiet solitude
The dreams of its mind
Gripping hard on the bamboo branch
Let the world spins
It needs its beauty sleep
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