It Is Me The Mocking Bird Again Repeating Your Words

'we feel to much and
we love too much and
this will be the end of us
one day'

'we feel to much and
we love too much and
this will be the end of us
one day'

'we feel to much and
we love too much and
this will be the end of us
one day'

'we feel to much and
we love too much and
this will be the end of us
one day'

here i am
hear me
at the top of your own voice
my voice too
on top of your roof
the tree watches

does it want
to silence me
with its hundred
leaves?

it is me again
this mockingbird
how can you
stop it?

stop me?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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