Songbirds

There are songbirds
That live near-by &
Whom I count as friends
Will they sing goodbye
When our time together
Comes to an end

To this flock
This I ask
Sing high …sing low
Continue to swoop, dart
Chase & play
Until you too, must go

No need to follow
My feathery friends
It is … okay
This, my fate
Somewhere
Other songbirds wait
………………….
…………………
Oh, oh, silly, silly me
These little darlin’s
Pay no heed
Too too busy
No time
Nota swoop …  nota dart
Doing their doings
Way way way
Too free

In their flutters
Do they seem to say
Get yer head
Outa yer hands
Dust yer self off
Get on … get on
Get on with yer day

So I must
So I will &
Tie this shoe
Stumbling good-bye
A little anew