Does it bring comfort to you
To recognise that midnight birdsong?
Mockingbird taunts
At your struggled slumber
Count those hours ticking by
That familiar insomniac
sweet-talking charade.
It is simply the robin;
Whose rest disturbed by flourescent street-lamp glow
Is not so different from your own
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 9:29 PM UTC
Does it bring comfort to you
To recognise that midnight birdsong?
Mockingbird taunts
At your struggled slumber
Count those hours ticking by
That familiar insomniac
sweet-talking charade.
It is simply the robin;
Whose rest disturbed by flourescent street-lamp glow
Is not so different from your own