A poem about mockingbirds' singing at night. |
The Mockingbird Sings At Night In the dead of night, when a blanket of darkness and quiet has settled over the neighborhood, the only sounds one hears are crickets chirping, maybe a frog or two, a dog barking in the distance. Then, piercing the night air, comes loud and clear the varied song of the mockingbird. When all other birds sleep, from them nary a peep, the mockingbird sings for all he is worth, as though his heart would burst. Of what is he so proud? Why is it nature’s plan for the mockingbird alone to sing so sweetly, to sing so fervently, in the dead of night? Why The Nighttime Songster Sings In the dead of night, the mockingbird sings his cheery song. Why he sings is of debate. The scientist in me says he sings to proclaim this territory his, he sings to attract a mate. Ahh, but the poet in me says the mockingbird accepts as his solemn duty to fill the dead of night – when all has become dark and dreary, when the quiet has grown quite eerie, when Man is most susceptible to depression and despair – with song to speak to Man’s soul, to provide reassurance that this blackness is but fleeting, to remind Man all of life’s beauty, 'tho unseen in the dead of night, is still there, to offer promise of a new day’s dawning when light and warmth shall return to comfort him. To those who would hear...and understand... the nighttime songster sings to offer Mankind hope during all the blackest periods of his life, just as in the dead of night. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |