My White Bird

Oh my white bird, your different then the others

Your feathers are so smooth like soft down pillows

they say you live in the forest of the dark cold willows

You were the only friend of mine

I guess this problem grew through time

Your song so delicate, a chirping in my ear

As quiet as a little mouse but so very nice and clear

Your eyes are what that stun me the most

with the fierce blue of the ocean

I heard you use what they call a special magic potion?

You were with me for so very long and then I made that horrid mistake

I left you alone for only one day

to find that you had flyed away

Oh my white bird

I loved you so much

pleas understand what I mean to say

I pray that you'll join me tomorrow

or even so much better join me today.