Retreating within
Alone in the backyard
softly singing a lullaby
I once knew by heart
so many years ago
The sky became twilighty—
I heard a lone engine
slowly whining on the tracks
miles away along the river
My little ditty drifted
& faded from memory
giving way to birdsong
ushering in the dusk
Their beautiful trills
transported me inwardly
—somehow sadness
seemed to fill the air
may two thousand twenty-five
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I feel this.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Tara.
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