When the morn I embrace
Don’t I hear
Some more birds less?
Isn’t more hushed their din
A fear I feel within
They’re fast losing address.
Suppose one day they fully stall
I can’t hear a single wake up call
Only stirs my eyelids the light
To announce end of night.
Each day of progress
Of one invading race
Is some birds less
And more lives losing address.
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The onetime commonly seen sparrows are now totally out of sight! Can't imagine the sweet wake up call of birds, no more ringing in our ears! Enjoyed! !