Query any poem you want.

I sat with the sweetest bird in hand

I heard it speak yet didn't understand

It's feathers were softer than saten or silk

It's velvet tones hit deep and heartfelt

Prettier eyes than the sun on the sea

I knew that I would be the last thing you'd see

How subtle stare you peaced in me

As time took you on for destiny

Your rest the branches of this tree

To say goodbye for God Almighty