Question

a poem about a owner loving its bird

NO COPYWRITE OR PLADIRISM

Answer 1

In a sunlit room where shadows dance,
A gentle heart found love by chance,
With feathers bright and eyes that gleam,
A bond began, like a waking dream.

Upon a perch, in colors fine,
A little bird sings, a song divine,
Melodies weave through morning's light,
Every note a promise, pure and bright.

The owner smiles, a warmth inside,
In every chirp, their souls collide,
With tender care, a daily chore,
In feeding seeds and love’s rapport.

A whispered word, a soft caress,
In simple acts, they find their bliss,
Each fluttering wing, each joyful call,
In this sweet union, they have it all.

Through seasons change, and days that blur,
The songbird’s heart, it starts to stir,
With tiny feet upon the hand,
A friendship deeper than they had planned.

So here's to love, in every hue,
In bird and owner, pure and true,
For in their world, where spirits soar,
They find a home, forevermore.