As the onset of winter blows her chill across my face, I notice snow upon the ground.. But within my heart, shines springs’ early glow..
The hint of romance melts the cold on my cheeks.. thought of hand-in-hand, walking in the clouds..
May your flight be true, and full of love.. filled with heart songs from birds above..
Remember, stay grounded, sweet bluebird in song.. balance branches in your nest, maintain its strong abode… as you soar, rest in your other loves and interests..
Nesting in your foundation, mutual warmth found there strengthens the heart.. for flights of real strength and longevity..
True love strengthens, expressions of flight.. be love to all, especially yourself, with all of your might…