When the wild bird sings.

When the wild bird sings a domestated song;Â you know in your heart, he belongs to the sound
And in his presence your heart beats faster, having had him around
He may sit idle by, on a fence or in a tree; rejoicing in the brevity of your open door
And as the wildness tamed the ground, nearby to stay; he'll fly no more.
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