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There's a red bird outside the window.

Come look.

Did you know they’re messengers from loved ones that have passed?

They’re watching over us from heaven.

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There’s a red bird outside my window.

I watch it moving on the fence.

It reminds me of you.

Who did you think about when you saw red birds outside your window?

Are you watching me from heaven?

Do you hate who I’ve become?

By Shelbi Owen