The Prettiest Love Songs
"Morning has broken
Like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird." By Eleanor Farjeon
Black plumage has the male bird ~ preening his suit with his buttery beak
Landing upon my balcony, his head held high singing songs of love
Always thrilled to hear my boy, I know he was sent just for me
Calling females from February to July, sings for hours ‘tis me, here am I’
Known to love singing as rainfall has ceased, celebrates with volume increased
Beautifully serenading he performs morning songs, first heard just before dawn
In recent years he’s become a dear friend, each year revisiting as winter ends
Recently sensing my love in disguise always brings tears of joy to my eyes
Daily he sings me the prettiest love songs that surely must come from above
Written 11th October 2019
5TH PLACE
Contest Date Writing Challenge, October, 2019 -Bird-
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Contest Strand Poetry Pick 1
Sponsor Brian Strand
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Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2019
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