Shy meek humming bird flies on gentle wings.
Gliding from flower to flower, as she softly sings.
So happy and cheerful, she plays with all who are near.
Dancing and soaring, without any fear.
At times glum and lonely, she whimpers and weeps.
Comforted by those around her, she hardly makes a peep.
When she uses pure kind words her eyes fill with light.
For she warms all those around her as her heart shines bright.
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