My Bird

Shake! Shake!
Firmly but gently
Strongly but calmly
I push Tweety.
Cautiously she opens her eyes
And smiles.
Tweety tweets wildly.
She is as small as my hands.
Her glass dome feels as cold as ice.
She is the best toy I’ve ever had
Twinkles when I shake her
I like her and she likes me
A baby bird
A precious gift to me.