Humming Bird
There's memories and dreams
and some pretty simple things
There's priorities and beams
from the sun as a humming bird sings
But Autumn brings such a sad song
The tune, the melody, the memory
I've dreamt of this for so long
I can't believe it's not a dream
I would like to show you something
but you'd just pass a blind eye
The humming bird sings
Its the melody, the memory, of you and I
poem by Moth Harris
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