Fleeting Bird

Tiny avian friend,
Let your wings spread,
Beat your feathers,
Up and down,
Soar to no end.
But, come home,
From time to time.
My big heart,
To you I lend.
Your gorgeous coat
Of piercing blue,
And comely gold beak,
Majestically blend,
With your crown of green,
Of emerald sheen,
Into the image
Of a friend.
I let you go.
Still, you are
My confidant,
Upright and unbent.
With your wings,
Fly back to here
And finally
See me again.