Yellow Birds
I’ve been broken
Like a lonely dream
Looking for a mind to enter,
But I follow the footsteps of love
Through the crowded halls of hate.
I’m a patient man,
From every act of unkindness,
One day, I will escape—
Meet me at dawn,
We’ll gaze at yellow birds,
Our affection will be new
Like the first day of creation.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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