My name is Blue and that's my name because my feathers are blue and so, why have such a difficult name when I can have an easy one? Life is just too short and I'm happy with my name. My mother, who is now resting in peace, gave me that name and my two brothers' names are BlueSky and BlueWater.  

I'm one of the lucky ones. Unlike my first cousins or second cousins who live in the city and have to live on lampposts, I live in a pretty cool tree. I used to live in the city and I didn't like it much, but I have to say I do miss the breadcrumbs the nice lady at the park threw at us or the French fries that fell off someone's paper plate as they ate near a restaurant or sometimes even leftovers, those were pretty amazing.

 However, it the city could also be a cruel place. I had a friend whose leg got broken because of a car, and another one actually died in a car crash, so the city could be harsh. Plus people wave at us angry and sometimes yell, get out of here which is pretty scary. Others are nice, but I not very many to be honest and the noise was also pretty annoying.

 So I moved out of the city and flew to a forest and although there are no breadcrumbs, my life is a lot more peaceful for it. I feel like, this is where I truly belong.  I own a nest and I share my nest with my two older brothers, the ones I previously mentioned, BlueSky and BlueWater. Most trees nowadays are gone.

 Every day there are less and less apartment spaces for us and when I mean apartment spaces I'm talking about trees in particular. I've had to move out several times, but thank God, I'm at the forest now and I'm happy. I'm kind of a morning creature. I wake up, I stretch my wings and I fly a little bit. I have to sing. It's so important for me. I connect with my family through song, but it's not just a communication issue. I love to sing.  My movements are really quick, I mean my reflexes. I turn my head left and right, really fast. So fast, that sometimes, I don't even know what I'm seeing, so I have to turn my head again and again just to see it right. Once I do, it's like, oh, cool.  I hear the other birds singing at me and I sing back. I love it.  My feathers are nice and blue. 

Sometimes when it's raining a little, I kind of enjoy the droplets, especially if it's summer. Not too much though. Rain does scare me a little. Thank the heavens for the nest on my tree. It wasn't easy to find a spot to build one, but my brothers and I were able to find a really nice branch. We're roommates, well that is, until I saw this little blue female bird.  She was the cutest bird I had ever seen. Her wings were... well, very nice. Her name  was Honey.  I knew I had to improve my singing. So, I decided to start practicing immediately. I needed to impress her if I wanted her to hang out with me.

 During the afternoons, I practiced my song. I didn't want to do that next to her, that would be embarrassing. So, I flew to areas where I didn't see her and I practiced all afternoon. I practiced for like a week. As soon as my song improved I knew what I had to do next. I couldn't let her know I had roommates, much less my brothers. That was not cool if I wanted to have a girlfriend. So, I started flying around, searching for slices of grass and little pieces of deadwood, a few leaves, I even found a nice, shiny piece of aluminum paper and I knew that, that would give me an edge. 

I was set. There was one last thing I needed to do and that was, I needed to scavenge for food. If I could improve my hunting skills, she would definitely date me. So, after improving my song I decided to sing to her one morning. I was really nervous, but I I had to be brave male, so I pressed my beak and then started to sing. I didn't know what was going to happen, but as soon as I saw her, I did my best and I couldn't believe it. She looked at me!

"Wow, you sing just like Sinatra," she said. I couldn't believe it. I actually impressed her.

"Thanks," I said and I sang to her all morning. I did the same thing a few days and then in the afternoons I would practice my scavenging skills. Everything was going great until... one of my neighbors, a robin named Robin actually, tried to pursue her. He had excellent singing skills. I was so worried. So, I decided to take my relationship with her to the next step. It was time. I hadn't developed my hunting skills the way I wanted to, but there was no time. It was now or never. I invited her for lunch.

 She was very pleased with this and flew with me to a nice spot.  Robin, was left on his own. We had a great time eating bugs and nibbling on tiny pieces of wood. I could tell she had a great time. Every morning Robin sang before I did. He was just so annoying. I sang after and although Honey liked his song, I can tell she really liked mine better.  Then we ate during the afternoons, but one day Robin decided to bring her food instead of singing in the morning like he used to.  This was war. One of us was going to be in a relationship and I hoped she picked me.

  Finally, one day, she asked to see both our nests. I was so nervous. I didn't know if she would like it or not. Honey insisted on going alone with Robin. I did not trust this guy, but I had no choice in the matter. If she chose Robin, then he would certainly be the luckiest bird on this Earth.

"Okay Blue, let me see yours," she said. So, I took her to my nest and she started to inspect it, nibble on it, just female stuff.

"Tomorrow, I will decide," she said leaving. My heart didn't stop jumping. The next day I was so nervous, I think I moved my head up and down and sideways for more than fifty times. I scratched my wing with my beak. I walked back and forth. I had to calm down. Honey finally came down to our usual spot.

"Okay. I'm staying with you," she said. That was the best thing I had ever heard in my life. I was the luckiest bluebird ever. So, Honey and I became a couple. Then we got married and had a few kids of our own. It's been like over two years and I'm still her bird. Every morning, I wake up and I sing to her. She sings back and then we all sing next to our children.

The End