C H Sund
Care To Sing? - Poem by C H Sund
Dwell not on past days long
Live not with anxious ways
See not the grays and blues
Words may slice but also heal
See the magical bird on wing
Hear her melodic tune she spreads
See the sun chase her way
Even flower buds unfurl
Taste the sky, touch the stars
Dreams are yours, doorways there
Spices of love, fill the air...
This bird alights, bright the song...
She will always sing!
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