The Migrating Mistress
The Migrating Mistress
it started in September
those words he'd heard before
oh! how much I love you
but I need something more
the sad song of the sparrow
searching for a distant shore
he watched as she was leaving
till she left his sight
fell face first in his hands
and cried clear though the night
but with time and consolation
the darkness turned to light
but the sparrow always comes back
instinct prerecords her flight
so in April when he saw her
he held on with all his might
but something inside told him
things would never be all right
Someone wise once said
alls fair in love and war
It's a blessing and a curse
you'll never know for sure
unless you stand beside her
till you knock on heaven's door
By: Jeremy Siedlecki
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