More in the interest of…

I watched the last bird flutter by
on a one way trip to mexico
I suppose the bird might come back this way again
but I asked myself, “Would you if you were him?”

try as it may the snow won’t stick
the ground is still warm and the top soil thick
but soon the snow will win the day
I’ll board up my house and bide my time until the break of May

the way I feel is much too bad
people should love their lives not serenade
but i just woo myself to sleep
with thoughts of purple mountains and flowing amber waves of grain

making a living you weren’t meant to live life this way

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