The Mocking Bird

The little girl has never spoken

Not even a single word

Her voice since birth was broken

A sentence was never heard

She liked to watch the birds each day

As they played in the summer breeze

They'd always take her breath away

As she watched them in the trees

The mocking bird, her bird of choice

Would make her smile appear

She loved to hear his magical voice

Each time that he came near

And though her voice was far away

She'd whistle for his reply

She'd listen to the songs he'd play

Until he said goodbye

He made her feel like she could speak

A language they both understood

And though they used their own technique

They spoke every chance they could

A little girl and her mocking bird

Has quite the conversation

They talk all day without a word

Through the gift of imitation

Reviews

[Sunset Girl]

Very touching and meaningful.

[Melobldnfr]

I really like this, Whiskurz. Thanks for sharing!