The Bird That Sang For Me Poem by sam puskar

As i was sitting under this big tree
a bird flew in and started to sing to me
The sound was so spell binding i never heard such a song
if i could sing like that we would do a sing along
The leaves were writhing following the beat
for a minute i thought my heart was also doing the feat
The bird would look around than stare at me continuing to make the sound
while i just listened sitting on the ground
The bird sang not very long than she flew away
i thought why didn't she longer stay
There was a calm after the bird decided to flee
I just sat and thought about the bird that sang for me