Birdsong Turning seventy, change— Bird looked at me differently and the contact began every few days my cell phone jingles Hi Mama, this is your love call Not much to say, no long conversations a simple touching in and always, the same sweet sign off
Just the best “Bird Song”
I think that should be the title of the poem!! Thank you.
A love call - nothing better, no need for a lot of words, Bird has distilled love to its essence. xoxo
Yes, he has!
Awwww... that is a sweet sign-off I'll remember: "love and laters"!
I know, isn't it dear? Every time!