Here I go again.
The refrain echoes
over and over,
like bird calls,
shafts of sunlight
in the thicket of my mind,
crying maybe
someday, maybe
someday, maybe
someday.
This article appears in Bright Bird.
Here I go again.
The refrain echoes
over and over,
like bird calls,
shafts of sunlight
in the thicket of my mind,
crying maybe
someday, maybe
someday, maybe
someday.
This article appears in Bright Bird.