Bird

Bird in my hand, will you remain where you did land?
Bird will you stay and learn all the secrets my hand has to say?

Bird in my hand, I know you feel what others can't
But bird, I can't see the magnetic forces pulling you from me

North pole
I'm letting you go

Bird, you're a bee and you disappear as soon as you're seen
Your ghost will perch in this tree and sing sweet songs to me
But bird ever last those notes in substance can't be cast
They are fingers meant to be molding the heart in me
But bird in my hand I did not understand how loss could make a man