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No Song Of His Own
18 July, 2005
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)

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There once was a bird
With no song of his own
He had so much to say
But had not a tone

So he listened contently
To all other birds
Learned all their songs
And mimiced their words

Now he sings grander
More grander than any
Combining them all
He sings the words of so many

I wonder if he moved
To some new, far away place
If he would learn all the new songs
And they too, in his song become interlaced

------- Author's Notes -------

A possible answer for the Mockingbird's song

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Comments on this poem/writing:

barb (66.46.230.141) -- Monday, July 18 2005, 02:10 pm

hope

See there is always hope . Nothing turning into something. Very nice Dreamer
poisonivy60 (68.19.190.140) -- Tuesday, July 19 2005, 02:20 am

nice

Nice poem dreamer....within our hopes are many songs....
Martin Vann (63.25.158.176) -- Wednesday, July 20 2005, 04:32 pm

Spirits Fly Everyday, How Many Songs, Do They Sing

The mocking bird sings the reflection of so many hearts, Like you I wonder, does the mockingbird, have a song, of his own. Perhaps, all the beauty of every song he hears, is truly his and just shared with us, who have the heart to hear, one song. I think, he sings for all our hearts, that is the song he owns and shares with all of us.
 
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