The Song Bird's Song

The Song Bird sang its swollen chesty song of love

Chirps and chirps and chirps and chirps-

Pausing its serenade to listen to hear loves song sang back to him.

When no song is sang to sullen lover Song Bird

He simply sings his song again

Chirps and chirps and chirps and chirps-

Still no wanting song of love returned only requited

For a moment by crickets and locusts’ calls for their

Own loves serenade.

Still the Song Bird sings his swollen chesty song of love

Chirps and chirps and chirps and chirps-

Waiting and listening for loves recall,

When in the stillness of his Waiting Song an ever so faint chirp he hears.

His love song returned back to Song Bird’s delight

Now singing his serenade not to empty forest of so many creatures not to his belonging

But his song sang to such a Singer who waits too for no empty tune returned