Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Ballade

In the Garden

A lovely bird 
Of brown, in the garden 
Once lost in the field of grieves 
Has picked up the threads of life 
Now her mind rejoicing
Enjoying the last hour 
Of summer joy

A lovely bird 
Of brown, in the garden 
Humming songs 
Of olden lullabies 
While, happily breast feeding 
The exact replica 
Of mine

A lovely bird 
Of brown, in the garden
Staring the fruit of eternal love
His purple-violet like color of skin
The jolly, warmth of his flesh 
And sweet smell
Really, the pride of her beauty

A lovely bird
Of brown, in the garden
Where her evergreen angel’s trumpets 
The arrival of heir to the silvery quill
Whisper my name to the passing wind
As I came, to embrace them
With love and care

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