You make me green with envy,
The color of algae,
On the surface of a stagnant pond,
Each day, my friend…..
Before the Sun peeps from beyond the horizon,
After a long night’s slumber,
Your chirping invokes the creator,
Even as I shift sides in my bed,
After a restless spell of sleep,
Each day, my friend….
I feel trapped in brick and mortar,
You romance the sky, celebrating your freedom,
You, the tiny bird,
With blue feathers and black beak,
You make me green with envy,
Each day, my friend…….


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