The little bird sang

Its sweetest pitch

Its heart pulsed with vigour

The feathered breast twitched

So small but so loud

Its song of joy was profound

It strived to be heard

Above all the big birds

And so it did spreading its wings

Taking flight to unknown heights

Proving that no matter how small

Or inconspicuous

Even a small bird

Can make your heart soar

A beautiful moment

A sound so sweet

It made you stop

Your pounding feet

It was at that moment

Your heart did beat

A slower rhythm

Its called peace

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This is a repost of a poem I wrote over 10 years ago. I hope you enjoy it. ❤️