Keith Michael - Nypd, pugs, and donuts

My dearest bird, you visit me every morning and make my day glow. i watch you flit around and take your feed, with no sense of time or day. your greens wings move faster than i can follow keeping you up, stationary whilst you take from my feeder. you are one guest i do not mind having. you come and go and are the only thing i can count on as a positive in my life, the only constant. its sad to say, but if you ever left i would be crushed. our daily visits help me forget my past, and bring back memories of my childhood memories, the ones that i wish to relive and hold dear. until its my time, that i leave our friendship first. i hope.

Keith Michael

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