Bluebird, Come Soon
A day like today, what a marvelous thing
To be given a taste of the soon coming Spring
When all will return from their long winter's treks
And all will wake up from their long winter's naps
With love in the air and the freshness it brings
May someday come soon, ushered in on the wings
Of a bluebird, she's fancied the heart of this man
Who writes her these poems, her guitar near his hand
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