Finally home, my little bird under wing
waiting was so hard I couldn't even sing
her broken heart I fiercely defend
and gently sooth until the pain ends
what ugly beast would do such harm
to my little bird now home and warm
A bag for your worries
a bag for your cares
a bag for your tarot
a bag for your wares
a bag full of colors
and textures to feel
a bag for your magic
with which you can heal.
New item in my etsy shop-
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