I've Found Myself A Bird

by ForeverAnOddity

Gilbert's found himself a bird, and this one, he intends to keep.

I've found myself a bird.

With a song that's soft and fair.

It's voice is low and sweet.

As it whispers against my hair.

I've found myself a bird.

That's gentle and quite kind.

It's feathers smell of syrup.

And it's always on my mind.

I've found myself a bird.

Who's never pecked at me.

Only nipped lightly at my fingers.

When I forgot to see.

I've found myself a bird.

Whose eyes shine like stone.

It's gaze, so rare and beautiful.

Reminds me I'm not alone.

I've found myself a bird.

That always chooses to stay.

I know I don't deserve it.

Yet it doesn't fly away.

I've found myself a bird.

Who loves me as I am.

And today, finally.

I'm going to ask his hand.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx

When Matthew looked up, Gilbert was already on one knee.