friends found in an old photo albam
so young, full of life, i remember
when the death bird sang, calling sorrow
calling your name
Uncle Dave was a war hero, got lots metals
for barvery, and saving a bunch of men
then the death bird sang, took him home
calling his name
My brother in law, just turned 21
bought a new car, enjoyed his job
working with doctors in the operating room
when the death bird sang
im sitting here thinking that, since your gone
i wish to hear that death bird sing
Joe Howell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-death-bird/
