Category : Poems

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 Between the branches,
and the leaves. 

Sit, 
There..... 
a little brown bird.... 
tweeting all the time.... 

Is he afraid 
or is he hungry?

What is his intention?
He seems to be on a really intervention.

The bird wants to fly,
but let him cry. 

There seems to be, 
danger, 
somewhere.... 

And
wait until It's over. 

There..... 
below.... 
the leaves.!