To That Unknown Bird Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

To That Unknown Bird



Wish I could fold and gather
Like a thin carpet the sunlight
On the pavement this wintry day
And conserve it for a summer morn!

A bird watching me, calls out
By bass song, must be big in size:
I hear and notice, but cannot identify,
Wish I knew his language like mine!

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