There once was a bluebird, singing in a tree,
Who flew away and wouldn’t look at me.
There once was a wolf, beautiful and strong,
Who would never come near me, if he did he never stayed long.
There once was an owl, who I wanted to talk to,
Who would rather be in a cage than say hello.
There once was an eagle, who was soft and shy,
Who could put up with me from time to time.
There once was a bull, who didn’t quite get it,
But stayed quietly by the fence as if he wanted to get over it.
There once was a bear, strong, solemn, and far away,
Whose happiness and healing I would hope for every day.
I’m sorry.
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