There came a bright yellow bird


๐ŸŒฟ A Little Visitor

Like a flower that comes and goes…

There came a bright yellow bird, her arrival felt like a present to my heart… On my window, with her little feet, sparkling feathers and twitter so sweet. She sat the whole day but at night flew away… I wondered why she came to my sight until I saw her reaction in the glass of window so bright. I caught a glimmer in her eyes, it was for the bird she saw sitting on the window, another side. Oh! the little creature thought there was another one of her kind, or maybe she was lost in the charm she carried in her own sparkle of light. I’m thinking if I could tell her that I could be her admirer for all the upcoming weather…
She left on me an impact of her voice, making me miss her presence at night… Now her arrival has slowly declined, did she find another glass as that of mine? But how can I say that she changed her way, still every morning she comes and brightens the rest of my day. Her alive green feathers, when she flies her way, make my heart say— Oh dear! Please come every day… ---

— Waiting by the Window ๐ŸŒธ

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