![]() MockingbirdA Poem by SorenI've listened to larks and warblers Each with its own song envied the plumage of peacocks and tanagers with colors so vibrant and strong
Crows as thieves, nature did ordain to take anything shiny or about strewn But the mockingbird with feathers so plain steals no grain, only a tune
So out of this mirror of sound from poets I covet, I steal a word Then with this, purloined bound I am a mockingbird © 2023 SorenReviews
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