The Mockingbird

I am an echo of brilliant impersonation, replicating melodies heard early dawn- My feathers of grey with ebony tipped wings glide through lavender fields at dusk. I favor vegetation hedges in the thicket and enjoy living in the most beautiful suburban area in Northern Michigan, you should see the Great Lakes- I fear not prey that surface at eventide, nor do I dread the midnight darkness- I only bask in the glory of the Summer heat, eating crumbs made of bread and those tiny seeds Mr. Jones spreads out in his emerald grass- for none other but me. Every night I say a meditation verse I wrote: "Now I shall perch on the highest branch in the brightest willow not weeping- For he too knows I am special indeed, as I watch my hatchlings that are sleeping. Good night my babies...." July 13, 2019 The Mockingbird Sponsor: Edward Ibeh