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Your feathers grey and ragged. A white patch on your head. Your shape no longer smooth and sleek. Even though well fed, For now your age is great, Your energy all but spent, But your song still full with harmony, Thrilling, Where Heaven sent. Before The Sun has risen, Before The Break of Day. Your bubbling throat, your golden beak Produce a trumpet trill so gay That The Stars in all their glory, And where Constellations sway, Become once more invisible At your clarion-call to play. And later When The Sun comes cool, and red. and low. And the Western Sky a golden glow. You settle here, and quiet trill your song, At first with beak held close, To soon break through the Silent Ether And to glisten the Expectant Air. Your glorious voice, Harmonious hymn, Despatcher of all care. COCK BLACKBIRD 8 YEARS OLD ELTHAM JUNE 1995 |