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Jul 2011
The bird flew down south from the lonely winter
and whistled life and love just to himself
and only he could hear, but he knew that
faith would take him to his destination

With time and concentration
came a direction in the form of
love, another bird, just like him
said, "Follow me..
We could find a home together"

Two free birds flew side by side,
trusting that the worst had come,
but just as he saw her just as frightened,
he then realized, with tremendous joy,
that he had already found home.

And as she turned to look at him,
He whistled a thank you, and communicated,
"I have found home. We have found a home.
We have found a home in each other."
Frankie Gestone
Written by
Frankie Gestone  36/M/Brooklyn
(36/M/Brooklyn)   
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