Past the center
of night, well past,
a song bird woke me.
It was as if the bird
lost all sense of time,
started her song,
noticed no one else
was singing, so
drifted back to sleep
with me.
Past the center
of night, well past,
a song bird woke me.
It was as if the bird
lost all sense of time,
started her song,
noticed no one else
was singing, so
drifted back to sleep
with me.
