Alabama Songbird
Alabama songbird –
On radio she’s never heard,
But empties her poetic soul
For strangers all around the world
Sitting in her southern home,
Surrounded by adoring fans;
She sweetly sings angelic tunes,
And strums her plum guitar in hand
And soon enough her voice dispels
The walls around that fail to keep
A cage about her supple form,
As joy and sorrow then release –
In melodies so strong and true,
Yet gentle as the morning dew;
They warm the hearts of listening ears,
And move the eyes of some to tears
This diamond girl will one day shine,
Although she waits unnoticed still
Beneath the stars that seem to blind
An Alabama songbird’s chime.
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