And she flew away
Just as a fledgling
Hatching in to her world-
A place of only hers
And she hides away
Simply, as if interrupting a game
Refusing to reveal herself
At the end of a peek-a-boo
A centre point, a link of union,
A jingling bell, a tinkling chime
An alarm, a reminder,
That was she, our tiny hummingbird…
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