Flying in on the breath of dawn
The chatter of my children pricks his ears
He sits and he watches
Intently, directly
His proud dark eyes bringing wisdom, strength
Healing and laughter
His sacred sound echos and delves
Deep into my heart and my home
His message delivered
He turns to look at the sun
And he has gone.
Thank you, dear friend.
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