Night Bird
Did you hear the night bird calling,
gently luring her away?
Did you feel the thunder rolling,
as you watched her drift away?
Did she watch the roses dying,
as your world turned black and gray?
Does she sleep in blissful slumber,
as you keep foul ghosts at bay?
Do you feel the cold rain pelting,
while the sunshine lights her way?
Will your spirit ne'er recover
from those words she spoke that day?
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