The Song

She’s not like the songbird who sings out her song
sweet and clear whether she’s happy, sad or been wronged.

She sings out her happy and even her sad
sings through the hurts and gets real loud when mad.
It’s not always pleasant but it clears the mind
helps her cope with the darkness and know that the sun will shine.

That the dark of the night will be followed by day
it’s how things work and how they will always stay.


To speaking ones mind.

Published by Anitaelise

Anitaelise teaches piano lessons at Anitaelise Piano Studio and writes poetry and essays at The Relaxed Housekeeper.

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