The Bluebird of happiness sang high above
Bringing joy to a dark world of strife
Its soft wings protected and nurtured our love
And its song was the song of our life
Now the wonderful world where our Bluebird belonged
A sad silent world has become
As that beautiful bird finished singing his song
And the white Dove of God took you home
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The Bluebird
A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times
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