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My Lost Little Yellow Bird
When I was 11,
I had a little yellow bird.
His name was George.
He flew around the house without bound.
Without him everything seems blurred.
This is a hard pill to swallow.
My grief for him follows me everywhere.
I can still hear his little chirps.
I see him everywhere in the dark.
He leaves in the light.
He's in plain sight.
But he still hasn’t been found.
The lonely nights get longer.
I only hear the wind from his wings,
In the misery department of my brain.
I see multiple birds that look just like him,
But none of them are him.
I still look for my little yellow swallow.
But he still hasn’t been found
Seven lookalikes can’t replace him.
He was my only one.
My special one.
I have lost my little yellow bird.
He’s lost in the landscape.
The landscape of sorrow.
I miss you George.
I’ll keep looking for you.
But I havent found you yet.
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