'Pon The Wings of Euphony

The music of all creatures has to do with their loves, even of toads and frogs. Is it not the same with man? - Thoreau

you plied my heart strings

voicing a rich, golden harp

where'd i put my wings

Author's Note

"It was originally winged for but a short flight, but it still, to my mind's eye, wings its way through the ages, bearing a message from the hand that shot it. . . . They cannot be said to be lost or found." - Thoreau