The eye already knew
what the heart was leaning towards,
and when that desire was beheld,
the mind could hardly conceive it.
There had to be secrecy involved,
because if the mouth found out,
the tongue would become traitorous,
and give everything away.
This inkling, this heart-stir,
could go one of two ways:
it could fall like a helpless robin from the nest
or fly away into the warm summer sun
but only in its proper season.
So the eye is sure to be careful,
while the heart guards itself,
and the mind simply decides,
to keep it's mouth shut
until the spring rain and summer heat
make for the most amiable flying conditions.
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