“The Wood Thrush Still Sings”

Image: en.wikipedia.org

Image: en.wikipedia.org

By PoeticMeditations

Through long, lonely days and longer, lonelier nights,
By candle light, through darkest hours till dawn’s first rays,
I will continue to craft my songs through thirst, hunger
And neglect – not a single farthing for my labor,
Only the cold indifference of this uncaring world,
For even when it’s hungry, the wood thrush still sings.

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