16. Songs my father taught me
© Bruce Goodman 1 December 2015

A bird in a tree sings
the music off by heart
taught by its father

Its father before that
on stout and spikey branches
sang songs its father knew

The early morning light
seeping through trees and leaves
is inspiration

The modern bird
with no unplaced feathers
introduces a wrong note

The cacophony of the times
echoes through early mornings
and gives no rest

Correct the note silly bird
and sing your father’s melodies
wrought in the time of dinosaurs

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