<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344554" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Thrush In A Rush</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our house, once had a visit from a baby thrush, <br>Who took a wrong turning, during a mad rush.<br>Our back door was open: the weather was hot; <br>Then suddenly, over the threshold, he did pop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The next thing, of which, I was then aware, <br>Was the young thrush flying up our stairs.<br>On reaching the top, he turned left, and he zoomed, <br>Through an open door, in to one of our bedrooms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In his blind panic, he flapped and flew about; <br>That he was full of fear, there was no doubt.<br>Exhausted, he settled down on the floor to rest, <br>And it was then, that I spotted his speckled chest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poor little thing – he really was very scared, <br>And he knew in his heart, he shouldn’t be there.<br>I offered words of comfort, but he didn’t understand; <br>All he knew was that he was in a strange looking land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back out on to the darkened landing, he soon took flight, <br>And headed back down the stairs, out towards the daylight.<br>Through the open door, a familiar land, he now could see: <br>A land where, once again, he could fly about, wild and free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Angela+Wybrow">Angela Wybrow</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344554" data-title="A Thrush In A Rush de Angela Wybrow" data-description="Our house, once had a visit from a baby thrush, Who took a wrong turning, during a mad rush. Our back door was open: the weather was hot; Then suddenly, over the threshold, he did pop. The next thing, of which, I was then aware, Was the young ..."></div> </div> </div>

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