Saturday, March 21, 2020

A Robin Sang

A robin sang to me today,
Assuring all would be okay.
His chirps were loud and clear and strong
But all I thought was - he’s so wrong.

For nothing seems all right or good
And life’s not feeling like it should.
The empty streets remind me how
The future’s stuck inside the now.

The robin couldn’t really know
The fear that only seems to grow
And so I heard each robin’s tweet
As drained of hope and bittersweet.

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