A Minor Bird

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.

The fault must partly have been in me.
The bird was not to blame for his key.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song.

by Robert Frost

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I really like this poem; it is very passionate and you really get down what you want to say. It's really odd how one person can toy with our emotions so we love them but they're still impossible! Keep up the good work! :)