Songbird Poem by Della Perry

Ivy drapes the gravestones of the forgotten while
Flowers adorn the remembered ones
Within the church grounds
Towering oaks stand guard as rooks cry out in anguish, lost souls
Who float far on warm currents of air.
Kneeling down in sodden grass I feel you there
A subtle smell, faint touch of my hair
Fallen teardrops mix with the dew from sad eyes
There were never any proper goodbyes...
Hark, a flutter in my broken heart
Wry smile on thoughtful lips,
Is that a calming hand on my shoulder blade?
Gazing from the perch amongst heart-shaped leaves
A tiny songbird seems to save the day
He cocks his head in recognition, sings a melody so sweet,
Just for me
The dawn chorus, just as we listened to it so many times together
At the kitchen table across hot cups of sweet tea.
I felt as though you were there today,
Maybe that little songbird was you?
And though you are gone, from touch, I thanked God that I knew you
That I held you in hot embrace and loved you
I placed a kiss on your headstone and nodded a 'Thank You' to the songbird
As I stumbled slowly away, until next time my love
Until another day.