ShadowID
01-11-2008, 10:26 AM
Names of Songs
A little birdie once told me,
“Songs have names, you know.”
“People have names,” I said,
“as well.”
The little birdie replied,
“But people are unimportant.”
“That is true,” I agreed, “That is true.”
The little bird fluttered away.
Little did he know
of the world around him.
But much he knew
of the happiness of a song.
Little birds are happier than me,
as are squirrels and field mice.
They don’t need to know the world I see.
They don’t need to know the horrors I’ve seen.
They just need to know the names of songs,
and they are content to be.
October 2006
A poem I wrote. I like it. Tell me what you think. :D
A little birdie once told me,
“Songs have names, you know.”
“People have names,” I said,
“as well.”
The little birdie replied,
“But people are unimportant.”
“That is true,” I agreed, “That is true.”
The little bird fluttered away.
Little did he know
of the world around him.
But much he knew
of the happiness of a song.
Little birds are happier than me,
as are squirrels and field mice.
They don’t need to know the world I see.
They don’t need to know the horrors I’ve seen.
They just need to know the names of songs,
and they are content to be.
October 2006
A poem I wrote. I like it. Tell me what you think. :D