red bird
Perch and sit a
little while
so that I may
take my time
blowing kisses
to you.
I'm looking for
my true love.
I need your help
to find him.
I purse my lips
and close my eyes
and make a wish
I hope you hear.
Bring me good
luck
on the spread of
your wings –
luck in love, as
my grandma says.
Superstitious I
am usually not,
but seeing your
red feathers
flutter past my
eager gaze
makes me a
believer in you
and your awesome
powers.
Every time
you're in my presence
I'll blow sweet
kisses to you.
What Grandma
says is always true.
~cdw~
04/22/12
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