on finding a voice
Blackbird, you’re singing again!
And I’m so happy!
You’ve remembered your song.
It’s been so long
through all the dreary days,
days without your song.
But today it wasn’t just the sun
that shone.
Blackbird! You’re singing again!
And I’m so happy
that you’ve found your voice once more
as I’ve discovered mine,
with poetry,
and for me, it’s for the first time.
Since you last sang your song
I’ve started to sing mine,
and now our dreary days are gone.
Duet, duet with me
Lovely blackbird in your budding tree!
Greg Freeman
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:57
Sing on, Ann!