A Blackbird Is Singing Poem by Francis Duggan

A morning in late August dawning cool and gray
And a blackbird is singing in Illowa today
His beautiful voice for to hear an unmistakeable thing
One knows that Spring is near when the blackbird does sing
A familiar voice that bring back memories
Of far away groves with leaves budding on trees
In the green countryside from here far away
Old memories die hard only true for to say
In Illowa this morning a cool thirteen degrees
With a refreshing coolnessin the coastal breeze
Blowing above the green country from the Pacific shore
The beauty in Nature is forever more
Five days from the first of the calendar Spring
A blackbird in Illowa this morning does sing.