Oh! Cuckoo, thou art pilgrim of the day!
You bring an ethereal smile to every lips.
In the golden dawn of spring's day,
You wake hopeless morn into happy weep.
On bough of pine in the clime of spring
Your chanted melodies are loud and sweet.
You have the miracle, to hold the beauty of spring,
When you sing in the lyre of your in wit.
You sing like a wandering minstrel,
That soothes every beast with gentle noise.
Even mighty fellow of earth follow thy trill,
In search of your sweet soaring voice.
You have the melodies that never should die,
Let your sweet jargons embark the heart of hearts.
Yet, what you express i know not, but ere you die,
I will take your melodies till my everlasting rest.
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Comments
⛅bébé léft noveltøøn⛅
I love your poems author
2021-06-14
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Snowlily~
I want to listen to it's music
2021-06-05
1