A Minor Bird
I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.
The fault must partly have been in me.
The 🐦 was not to blame for his key.
And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.
The fault must partly have been in me.
The 🐦 was not to blame for his key.
And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song