le petit oiseaux
My little french bird
If I could get close to you
For one moment then you would
Come and feed from my hand
If I could get close to you
For one moment then you would
Come and feed from my hand
Again your precious eye captures me and my hope becomes like the sun Burning gloriously...as the life pleaser but suddenly, reality is as a cloud. To strike again, ... and gone the warmth... To those dreams lived with in hope... By... Simon Auchterlonie
1 Comments:
Yes this is very touching to me and reminds me of my own small pet canary. It was yellow and when it died I missed it terribly. I called it Cherie
thankyou for a memory Simon.
Maggie Newton, Cambridge, UK
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