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The Bluejays
The Bluejays
The song of love,
I do here when the
bluejays do appear,
On the trees they
sing there songs for
the Winter is so long,
In the snowy evening
light, a ray of beauty
in the night,
For the Bluejay you
could say, they love
to live everyday.
Copyright ©2005 Evelyn Frances
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