Last spring
I heard the birds
Sing
Their happy tunes
For all
I hoped
It would
never
end
But beasts of prey
Cried angry
Lies from
Their lofty perch
And chased
The birds
Away
They abandoned nests
In this chilly
Land
Their joyful chorus
Gone
A single feather now remains
Beckoning me
“hold on”
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