Time Out For the Mockingbird's Song
When I was young, sometimes I would be sent to my room
the very reasons, now aren't important to remember.
"Up to your room", they would say,
but it didn't matter, for out on the telephone pole
the Mockingbird sang.
Listening to the song, quited my heartstrings
get over the blahs, sooth the sadness of my guilt
forgive me of poor judgement.
The Mockingbird made me smile,
it did not feel like such punishment
then to be sent to my room.
All throughout the summer,
every evening like a perfect timepiece
the song of the Mockingbird came
along with the Robin's song.
It was free for the listening
and a treasure I always keep
taking time out to listen and enjoy
whether sent to my room,
or there on my own~
December 20, 1998
Mary Howell Cromer