Birdsong
A Poem
The somber birds sing loud To tell us of their lives Before a bleach white sky.
Such variance of song Rippling around the yard Staving off the silence.
The somber birds sing loud To tell us of their lives Before a bleach white sky.
Such variance of song Rippling around the yard Staving off the silence.
Lovely words. I often like to listen to the birds when they visit my garden.