A missing lullaby

Its snowing, and i do so miss the songs of the birds.

Glittering crystals, shimmer to the ground
Painting the landscape a brilliant white
spreading its frigid embrace all around
ceasing the birds from taking flight
How i miss their haunting songs
That sweet mourning melody
I pity them, for they do no wrongs
yet when the weather changes they flee
taking with them every bit of delight
Oh how i wish to hear they're lullaby
On this chilled winter night
To rise with the sun, to listen and sigh
To these sweet angels sing they're lullaby
The crows in the trees
And the robin, with red chest
And the white feathered dove
Who's coo's i love the best
Though i may try
and try with all my might
No amount of wishing
could bring me my lullaby tonight.

Reviews

[Darkecho]

one word, bodacity!

[Senseless whatever]

Very nice, thoughtful, touching. Great combination of senses and emotion.

[Gregory H.]

Who...very well put...I miss the birds as well...If you want I could sing you a lullaby...Love you...