Songbird

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There was a songbird here
Lost in a yesterday
Awaiting a spring morrow
To wish me good luck on the way

It’s gone now
A drowned voice
An empty page searching
Desperately for a noise

She flew in yesterday
Or was it the day before
Full of hope and faith
Of lies in store

She doesn’t sing anymore
My songbird, she dreams
And sighs in the sweltering mornings
Near these empty dried up streams

I had once promised
Her the voice she wished
I had promised a cold winter breeze
And trees swaying sun kissed

She raps on my window now
Perched on a stone brazen
And slowly at the turn of the night light
She turns into a raven…..

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