To the fullest of her wings,
Nothing to push her back
Non to break her journey.
Now, I was sure
She would be, at her best-
Exploring her limitless skies,
And feeding herself
With bondless joys of flight.
But, the next moment
I found her. Akin,
Sitting and singing there
At a branch, that was
There, next to me.
As I asked her how she was-
She smiled with eyelids shy
And said that
She came for me!
So as to see-
None but me.

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