Telephone Wires

Two by two

The birds fly by

Dancing in time

To the sound of their love

And the hustle and bustle

Of the streets below

On the telephone wires

Two stand side by side

Making plans for their next adventure

But outside my window

Is a bird

Perched on the highest point

Of the tree with no leaves

Alone

And I can’t help but wonder

Why he chose that branch

Or why he flew away

Before another bird could join

Before I could ask

If he gets lonely too

If he was ever

Dancing in the sky

With the one he loved

Or on telephone wires

If he could hear

The sound of a heart breaking

Or the difference between

Goodbye for now

And

Goodbye forever

Is that why he picked the tree?

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