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Rob Zalmanek was born in Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania, in 1972. He attended Penn State University for three years before completing his bacheloras degree in business management at Geneva College in Beaver Falls. He started writing poetry while attending Penn State as a way to relieve stress. He soon fell in love with the art of poetry writing and has written over 1,000 poems to date. He currently lives in Sinking Spring, Pennsylvania, with his wife, Kim, and son, Austin. Lost Little Bird Sitting on a branch shivering Did you forget to go? When the winter wind arrived Chilling all the surfaces Not knowing why You still sit on that branch Just maybe you feel Like someone is coming back To lift you up And take you away To a place the wind does not touch And you are free to fly The warm sun beating down Upon your beak I see a tear But why donat you come with me Where it is warm I too yearn for the warmth I too am temporarily lost Can you help me find my way? Let us go together Finding the warmth side by side And not being lost ever again.
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Rob Zalmanek was born in Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania, in 1972. He attended Penn State University for three years before completing his bacheloras degree in business management at Geneva College in Beaver Falls. He started writing poetry while attending Penn State as a way to relieve stress. He soon fell in love with the art of poetry writing and has written over 1,000 poems to date. He currently lives in Sinking Spring, Pennsylvania, with his wife, Kim, and son, Austin. Lost Little Bird Sitting on a branch shivering Did you forget to go? When the winter wind arrived Chilling all the surfaces Not knowing why You still sit on that branch Just maybe you feel Like someone is coming back To lift you up And take you away To a place the wind does not touch And you are free to fly The warm sun beating down Upon your beak I see a tear But why donat you come with me Where it is warm I too yearn for the warmth I too am temporarily lost Can you help me find my way? Let us go together Finding the warmth side by side And not being lost ever again.