Mary E. Durham

(Chicago, Illinois, USA)

A Different Song

In the dusky shades of twilight
As my fingers touch the strings,
Comes a little bird to listen -
Listen till I'm done, then sings.
His are not the words of mortal,
Nor the notes by staff and bar.
His a song far more entrancing
Than the chords of a guitar!
Ah, my lovely little songster!

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