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And a Blackbird Sang

 

And a Blackbird Sang

In deepest pain
I sought a  lover’s arms.
In solace and in warmth
I lay relieved and soothed.

I thought of all who lay alone,
hurt, distressed, wounded without redress,
throughout the troubled world
and wept hot tears of love.

Just then outside on frozen bough
a blackbird sang his morning ode of joy,
and smiling through the tears
I saw all pain and love as one.

Margaret Gill

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The birds return

As the snow retreated from the sheep field next to my garden, the birds quickly returned to forage for food.

The starlings came in great numbers  – scores at a time

–  and pecked away voraciously.

The fieldfares withdrew from the melee of such greedy guzzling.

The redwing felt left out.

The thrush looked on with disdain.

The lone blackbird peered from a safe distance, beyond the fence.

The colourful goldfinch found his own quiet patch on the farm track, seemingly oblivious to the goings on.

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