Wake up call

The birds always sang in the morning outside the window,
and today was no different.
But they did not sing as loud or long,
for the lady in the window was gone.

So subtle she was,
I hardly felt her in the room.
But now that she has gone,
she has left a vacuum.

Oh my friends, sing and rejoice.
Sing while you can.
Raise your voice.

Copyright Faramond Frie © 2016

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s