Birdsong
At dawn and dusk the birdsongs busk;
The highlights of my day.
I'd gladly waste out every hour,
as they sing out our their hearts for no pay
I'd go without food or water
Until my eyes dried out
My ears bled from the tones
And I'd happily pass away
Copyright © Lucas Smith | Year Posted 2024
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