I stepped outside
and saw that where once my words
No Regrets
stood and stared at me
was now a shear blank face
and the birds were singing like it was dawn
even though it was the middle of the night
and I thought
perhaps it is time for new words
or maybe a spell of no words
The No Regrets narrative is an significant one as an expression of your love. Thanks for sharing the next step of this story.
ReplyDeleteI too have noticed that the birds are singing...it is not the first time I have noticed this during times when life is tough. It makes me wonder, at this point, whether they are taking up the mantle and doing the words for us when we are struggling, and turning them into something else that sings instead...what do you reckon ?
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