The Nightinggales

In the very early frosty hours of darkness Blackbirds sing songs to each other Suddenly the blackbirds songs stop As new sounding bird songs begins O what joy as I realise its the elusive nightingales So lucky was I for to hear such beautiful things Feeling that there songs where just for me Looking out my window into the black dark tree lined street wishing my luck was in to see these angelic birds peering from tree to tree but to no avail Not even a silhouette could I see Overjoyed that I believed they where singing a duet for me Nightingale songs are so inspirational Now that hear them I feel the positiveness bestowed upon me In the early hours I listen to the blackbirds as usual But very soon the new neighbours that have moved into my street Take over to sing there beautiful duet songs for me O what a joy it is for me to hear the angelic birds song every morning Getting up at 3:30am is not a chore for me anymore For I get to hear the blackbirds and the angelic nightingale songs just for me In the early hours of the morning every day

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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