Bye Bye Backbird
BACKBIRD BYE BYE
The morning dew was blue that morn
Purple was the lawn
The clouds threatened an angry sky
As the sun watched the moon finally die
The birds flew backwards instead of ahead
While the waves of the sea were made of lead
A tree arose and began to walk away
When dreams of darkness turned night into day
The majesty of music lost its muse
And each note had a black and blue bruise
No symphonies played nor choirs sung
No lyrics of love to float off my tongue
I beheld the amber shadows no longer so glamorous
But the buttercups remained ever amorous
‘twas a morn born and birthed of sorrow
And all a man like me can do is pray there is no tomorrow
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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