Stormy Lady Poetry

No one hears the Bird's Springtime Ode to Love Anymore

No One Listens to the Bird's Springtime Ode to Love Songs Anymore

In the spring sunshine, birds sing their immortal springtime
Ode to love
Preached on the swaying branches
Above the green grass,
Looking for their lost
human friends
who no longer hear
their spring symphony.

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sunshine green grass swaying branches bird sing spring