By: Nicole Zodrow
“What a long day it has been,” the bird sighs
while the bells start their hourly song in time.
As the bird rests on a dry branch up high,
Its exhaustion is reduced by the chimes.
The bird then is moved to hum its own song,
harmonizing beside the bells’ voices,
while worries are forgotten before long.
After the song’s done, the bird made a choice.
On the next day in its branch, the bird sang.
It sang for humans busy like it was.
They walked past, books placed on backs and phones rang,
but the bird still sang, not wanting to pause.
As it lingered, one human stopped to hear.
The bird’s melody is as written here.