MOCKINGBIRD
- Ralph E. Hausser
- Apr 27, 2021
- 1 min read
Outside my window a mockingbird
Greets the coming dawn with song.
Its music heals a world gone mad
With viruses, with greed, with bickering
That will not yield to compromise.
I pray that it will keep its home
Amidst the branches of the live oak,
Stay the springtime season long,
Bless my mornings even to the coming
Summer’s heat, even through that
Final night it sings my soul to Heaven’s gate.
R. E. Hausser, 4/2020
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