Did Anyone Hear the Song Bird Cry

Deep in the woods in the dark of night
Creatures crawling, hunting til daylight
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why

The sun arose over the hill
People, animals eating their morning meal
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why

The whistle became louder hard to ignore
Work, duties, everyone rushing out the door
In the midst of it all the song bird cried
His sorrowful song could be heard over the tide

The tide of the ocean as the waves hit the shore
A sorrowful whistle heard over the ocean roar
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why

People people everywhere
The sad whistle, does anyone care
Rushing around with their lives
Singles, children, husbands and wives

Did anyone notice as the little bird cried in vain
On the branches his tear drops leaving a stain
Did anyone hear the song bird cry
A sorrowful whistle, don't know why

Wait, there is one searching for the sound
Of the sorrowful whistle heard all around
Some aggravated wanted to destroy
Could care less if sad little bird was girl or boy

Luckily a kind soul found the little bird in a nest
He kissed away his tears and gave him the best
A sorrowful whistle no longer  the little bird's cry
No time for sadness, he can to the sky and beyond fly

A sorrowful whistle no longer will be heard
He was given a chance, now can fly like a bird
So if a sorrowful whistle is heard by you
Will you help or ignore, what will you do
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Kendrick Avatar
August 13, 2017 at 4:31 PM
I guess that you are speaking about something other than a song bird ..I like the metaphoric approach to your work..I enjoyed reading it..It did remind me though that certain species of birds do mate for life and if their mate gets injured, killed or dies for any reason they exhibit grief just like humans..I have seen it several times in life..Thanks for your kind review of my work..Sara
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August 13, 2017 at 8:57 PM
At first I was speaking of any child, person, animal needing someone to care. On another poetry site I ended it differently after seeing a TV show about a little orphan girl in Africa with a skin pRobles who dreamed of becoming a ballerina. No one wanted her until one day, a kind lady in states took her in and she is now a famous ballerina. Wish that could happen for others who feel unwanted. I like your comment about birds. We love all kinds and have lots of feeders.
Allison Avatar
July 18, 2017 at 7:14 AM
At first I felt sad especially with the impact of the repeated line but what a wonderful uplifting ending to your poem Shirley:-) hugs Jan xx
Rebstock Avatar
August 13, 2017 at 8:58 PM
Thanks Jan, I appreciate your comment
Leach Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 11:57 AM
Beautiful, sweet. Wonderful ending.
Rebstock Avatar
July 17, 2017 at 7:37 PM
Thank you. I just saw on TV last night about a little orphan girl who was not wanted by many due to skin discoloration, but always wanted to be come a ballerina. She was finally adopted and brought to states and is a beautiful ballerina now because a sweet family took her in. I did not write it about her, but that is my hope for other songbirds cries. Thank you for taking time to comment.
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