Berthe Morisot, Young Girl with a Bird (1891)
Young Girl with a Bird, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Rainy clouds of yesterday now are gone,
And my dear feathered friend is here to play.
My sweet bird, what song will you sing today?
I know you have been waiting since the dawn,
As you, I’m eager for this liaison.
Happy am I that you have come my way.
This friendship never knowingly betray,
If so I would wish I was never born.
Song I am to sing is to celebrate,
An ev’r special bond in friendship anew.
Your kindness to me, a wonderful trait,
Being so small, it’s something I value.
Let it be known that you are worth the wait,
To friendship I shall be earnestly true.