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A tree’s last Spring day –
Quiet moment, sense of place ~
Ireland’s sun-cloud skies.


I saw a little bird –
Flying high in the sky –
I don’t know why –
– but I said goodbye.
and he said
‘Who on Earth is she? Maybe she is calling me.’

By Freyja Cleary (aged 7).

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