Call For Me

Wings sleek like the night
Fly free little mother bird
Your child needs your guidence
But you can not hear

Shrill shrieks fill the air like wind
Cry little mother bird
Let it all out
The pain fills your chest tightly

You and me
I am there for you
Like the wind I do flow
Call for me mother bird
I will guide you
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I love this poem; featured in Chapter 21 of Show Me What I'm Looking For