has filled my mouth with songbirds.
— in return
© Liezel Graham 2021.
Image by Łukasz Rawa on Unsplash.
a few years ago i wrote a short poem which contained this line.
i stumbled across it this morning.
when loss walks beside us, she always brings gifts with her.
in the wildness of her immediate presence they are not always visible.
still, a day will come when you will look up and know that she has left you changed and somewhere inside of you a songbird will be waiting for you to open your mouth and sing.