When My Blue Jay Flew Away

When My Blue Jay Flew Away

Every morning I wake up and see
The blue jay flying up to my tree.
His colors are beautiful, as his songs,
I see him so as it is to me he belongs.

Then I go by my chores, go by my day.
At home, school, and sometimes to play.
And when the day is done and I go to sleep
I look forward to hear my blue jay peep.

But today as I look up the window to the yard,
Something was wrong, the silence was hard.
Because my blue jay I could not hear,
Could not see him anywhere, far or near.

I do not know where my blue jay went,
If he is okay or whatever happened.
But my heart longs for him and I can feel
A little tear dropping on the window sill.
Karla B