Pavarotti :)


Comes in the morning
and late afternoon.
Every day.
Even on weekends

Sits on neighbor’s
or nearby terrace,
looks around,
wiggles the wings,
listens for a while,
and sings.

Every aria is
unique melody,
ode to life !
-joy of summer !
-call to his Princess!
-ecstasy of just being
alive !

It is an modest looking
-just an blackbird,
an simple one,
no special colors,
nor shiny feathers.

But,there is more
than meets the eye-
something in these melodies

It is so beautiful,
an gift
and joy to me,
and that’s why the bird is-