Boy Who Loved Birds

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He loved birds.

He could watch them for hours.

He often sat at the park bench, just watching them

..........soaring in the sky

Like the child he was he never once got bored

..........every bird was so beautiful to him

....................the world to him

And when I asked

..........why do you like birds?

He answered

..........that he doesn't know.

Without a reason

..........without a thought of sounding strange

....................he just loved them.

And I think

..........I loved him for loving them.

But he can no longer see the birds

..........nor the cerulean skies

He lost his sight in an accident

..........he lost the birds

....................he lost his whole world

Yet still he came to me

..........he told me:

....................tell me about the birds

But there weren't any.

..........The whole sky was gray

..........filled with ominous clouds.

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I guess most of my writings are a little melancholy (a little?) but I can't help it. Writing sad stories and poems is so much easier to me than writing humour. Oh well, I still hope you liked it!

Thanks for reading, I'd love to hear your thoughts!