Each dawn they arrive
Pudgy bodied with
soft gray feathers
Sitting on a branch
Making their own
unique sound
It is the kind of music
which is sweetest to
be heard
A melody of sadness
Echoing in time
Reminding me of
loves who are no
longer here
Jan 27, 2023
Jan 27, 2023 at 12:11 PM UTC
Each dawn they arrive
Pudgy bodied with
soft gray feathers
Sitting on a branch
Making their own
unique sound
It is the kind of music
which is sweetest to
be heard
A melody of sadness
Echoing in time
Reminding me of
loves who are no
longer here