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The Common Grackle

I sit here and wait for the day to end
The sun is low and feels good on my face
It’s been a long time since the days were long

And while I work
I feel better somehow
Than I have in a long time

For the sound of a common grackle
Singing praises to it’s Maker
Spring is here and the death of winter is defeated

I miss the song
I listened to it long
During younger days outside
On a squeaky swingset with my sister
Breathing in real air
Without a care in the world

I long for that Spring
To come again and stay forever
For now I’m thankful for the song of grackles

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