Nostalgia

When I was a kid
I used to get up in the early light gray serenity of silence
and drink in the tweets of a timid blue jay.
A solitary sound, a perfect prelude. 

Now a drunken orange bird with a messy yellow crest
tweets at all hours of the day
shattering my peace of mind.
And bitter laughter echoes back across the blue oceans.

I miss my old dictionary.


S. Susan Marandi

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