The Bird

[huskiesfan]

As the little bird stood on his branch

He saw his love fly by

And as she landed and started her beautiful song

The little bird began to sigh...

 

He sang,

 

"And there was you...

Standing in fields of green

A beautiful robin

Singing your beautiful song

 

Waves of beautiful sounds

Rainbows filled with velvet notes

emeraldscapes of beauty, sunbursts of brilliance

Music nearly as beautiful as the musician herself.

 

But the song pierces my heart

Because I know that you love another

Im sure that if I told you how I felt

My heart would be torn asunder.

 

I am just a little bird.

I am not a great bird with wonderous plumage like he

He can sing symphonies

All I can sing is tweedle-dee.

 

I think you are so pretty

The prettiest bird in the sky

But I am so plain and drab

I shouldn't even try.

 

Why must I be in so much pain?

Bittersweet happiness and sadness within me

Knowing that there is no hope

That you and I will ever be."

 

A little bird stood in on a tree branch.

And these feelings were his trade

Carrying reminders of his heartache

And the knowledge that pained him

Knowing that the match had already been made.

 

And as he took flight

he said to himself, in his tears and shame

I am leaving, I am leaving,

But my heart will still remain.

[floating_away]

Wow, nice. Genuine emotion.