Blue Bird of Happiness

When I’m at the cabin

Buried under the mountain trees

You visit me, and gently

Smile away my tears.

Throughout the past three years

You come to me when I’m sad.

I’m trying my best, but still

Struggling against the glad.

I remember the photo

Kneeling on weakened knees

As you nurtured a broken wing

So a baby Blue Jay could sing.

A blue bird of happiness

You loved and nurtured back.

When it was strong enough

You smiled, as it took flight.

Dad, when I’m at the cabin

I smile when I see thee.

My blue bird of happiness

You visit me, and gently

Smile away my tears.

Deborah Ann Tornillo

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