Songbird

The songbird sings the loveliest of tunes
With a voice confident, knowing and fine
Proclaiming the most delicate of lines
Made up with words to make anyone swoon
The songbird listens to all that I say
She listens to each word attentively
She always seeks new words to come from me
Whether they be white, black or shades of grey
The songbird keeps saying I could do better
She tells me to do so with honest eyes
And to such a challenge I gladly rise
Some friendly competition? I’ll let her

So I write words for the songbird to read
It’s her world that requires such a need


28th September 2006