I heard the Redwinged Blackbird sing “conk-la-ree!”
So, I spun quickly around in direction to find the singer of this beautiful song.
But, alas, the bird was nowhere in sight.
Again
“conk-la-ree!” rang out again,
And I spun around in the opposite direction
Only to be left again with a missing branch.
And then again the sound and I, somewhat gracefully
I’d like to think, pirouetted in yet another attempt to spot the singer of the song.
It was only then that it occurred to me that I was actually dancing.
And it felt right.
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