poetry by j matthew waters

finding my song

when I tell them I want
to be a bird when I grow up
all I hear is laughter

not just any bird
I go on to say
but one in which I can paint
my own feathers
a different color every day
one in which I can sing
a new song until I find the one
sung directly from my heart

and when I die
my brightest of feathers
will surely fade away
but my song
oh my song
it will live forever

september two thousand twenty
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11 thoughts on “finding my song

  1. dessertflower5 on said:

    Such a beautiful moving poem. Loved it Your song shall forever live on in this poem.šŸ’ž

  2. This is really beautiful, John. I think we all hope that our song will live on forever. Take care, my friend…

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  4. This was beautiful

  5. Wow. Love this heartfelt poem šŸ’•

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