The Bird (poem)

It was the morning of another spring

When all the world rejoiced to greet the day

A bird flew to her window where he’d sing

And when his song had ended fly away


And with each day the sun would find him there

To heighten all her dreams with serenade

Assurances of magic in the air

And realms for carefree lovers are still made


Then came an evening filled with storm and clouds

There in her darkness came the sound of rain

The promised glow now hidden deep in shrouds

She prayed for gentle sleep to ease the pain


The sweetness of the morning brought the bird

A sadness in his song which went unheard

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swalia 14 months ago

lovely poem with beautiful images!

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Missy Smith 14 months ago from Florida

Very beautiful poem! And I love the music. Sharing.

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bravewarrior 14 months ago from Central Florida

Very sad ending, Martin. However, I love that the bird sang to her each morning before darkness settled in.

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ChitrangadaSharan 14 months ago from New Delhi, India

Beautiful and touching poem, well expressed.

Lovely video and picture too. Thank you for sharing!

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vasantha T k 14 months ago from Bangalore

Beautiful poem and the music!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 14 months ago from Riga, Latvia

Lovely poetry and great music!

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