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Still Today The Birds Sing
There is gray
In the heart of
Humanity
As we try
To find our
Footing once
More
A broken people
Trying to find
Wholeness
Once more
Still today,
The song of the
Birds
Can be heard
Outside the window
And a rainbow
Paints us hope.
There is a
Level of sadness
In this new normal
A fear of hoping
To much
For the what
Once was
Still today,
The song of
The birds
Can be heard
Outside the window
A reminder that
Beauty and song
Is everlasting.
There is grief
An emptiness
In the loss so
Many experience
In a time of great
Confusion and tragedy
And still today
The bird sing
Outside the window
A reminder of the beauty
Of life.
© Michelle R Kidwell
April.24.2021