Black Bird
My dad and I would sing
By By Blackbird By By
At any time of day .
These days I get up when it is still dark .
A rich and joyful sound burst
Into the late darkness .
It is the blackbirds perched
On the roof of my neighbors house .
The beautiful song brightens the darkness ,
With the joy and exuberance
In the anticipating of dawn .
Hear the birds singing
Before the sunrise
Causes me to think
Of my dad singing .
His faith was the confidence
In what he hopes for
And the assurance
About what he will not see each new day .
I got my dad's faith .
I will sing By By Blackbird By By .
By Brock
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