Escape Posted by du courage, Dec 26, 2013. 771 views. ID = 6501 This post was written in 4 minutes.

Sometimes a word I used to know very well, just won't come to my mind. The harder I try, the more it is escaping me. It's growing old, I fear

What's that brown thing in the tree?
It flies away
and is escaping me

Oh! There it is
and now quite near
It's song so beautiful, I hear

The more I look
and try to find
It's name escaping from my mind

It has these things
What do you call them? Wait,
it's "Wings"

And suddenly I know the word
that I was looking for
It's "Bird"

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