Through Respectful Eyes We See
Starling mimic me
The sound of broken dreams
I hear you mimic them
The Crow, Owl and the Wren.
Do you do it to blend in?
Starling please mimic me
The cry from my heart
Starling try to sing
My sorrowful sounding din
The sounds of a human being
Broken on his knees
Starling mimic me
Show you understand my plea
What's that sound you call?
You heard me after all?
Starling played my sound
I stood on solid ground
Before Starling flew away
Starling asked me to repay
Some sound he wanted back
Lost love, well perhaps?
I mimic the sound he called
He turned and looked at me
Through respectful eyes we see
As starling flew away
Somehow some pain eased in me that day
I'd thought but somehow knew
I'd helped that Starling too.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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