Bluebird
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I’d found a little bluebird,
And mother said how nice,
‘Twas a very welcomed change
From the teeth and claws and lice.
My friends --while glad-- before long said:
He isn’t yours, you know,
I laughed, “Of course, he’s just my friend!”
I had to let him go.
I’d found a little bluebird
That didn’t belong to me.
His momma might be missing him!
It’s best to set him free…
“I know, I KNOW,” I kicked and screamed
My frustration started to grow.
“It’s hard when he’s so close to me!”
I had to let him go.
I’d found a little bluebird,
I know, they’re right, it’s true:
My friend did not belong with me,
So off, away, he flew.
He’s finally free! Let him fly,
They said; my heart was filled with woe.
I would have rather died, but knew
I had to let him go.
I’d found a little bluebird,
And saw at once, you know,
He’s all I’d ever wanted, but
I had to let him go.
I’d found a little bluebird.
I had to let him go.