From A Brother During Covid - 19
My Songbird-
You sing so sweetly announcing life
and warmth and growth and hope.
Hope that the cold is dwindling
and brighter days are ahead.
But I don’t see you, I can’t find you.
I look to the trees.
I scour their branches,
but I don’t see you,
I only hear your song.
Can that be enough for me?
Can the joy of your song wash over me, infuse me if
I only hear it?
Can I trust that the song,
The sound, the notes are all I need?
Keep singing my songbird,
for I will close my eyes and listen.
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