Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Humming - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

My mother was a hummingbird
my father a black crow
he wouldn't let her speak a word
that's why I'm humming so.
When father died in early Spring
we buried him in dirt
since hummingbirds don't ever sing
she hummed, which he preferred.

Comments about Humming by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (5/3/2006 9:33:00 PM)

    A Thoughtful poem Herbert, and if it was not about parents..I would have put a dirty thought..lol. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/3/2006 7:23:00 PM)

    a nice little gem. enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

  • (5/3/2006 7:23:00 PM)

    I'd of sacked him Herbert! Nice poem though. 10 from loving her singing far too much to put up with that! Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 3, 2006

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