A Song for a Bird

The silence is meant to be broken
It’s not a treaty of peace
One heart singing, no words spoken
But truth must be released
And a bird must fly with it

A young tree can’t grow in the past
But the roots are still holding on
Some memories will simply last
The young tree will be gone
And a bird might go with it

A bird silently steps in dewy grass
It has seen better days
The eerie cold air will soon pass
Sun heats the winter hay
And a bird thaws with it