Bird Of The Summer

A Fine Frenzy - Bird Of The Summer

You came with the season,

as the first swallow sang

A brown headed stranger,

with a five-letter name dooodoodoo

we planted our kisses

where the wild berries grow

my feet sprouted wings

and i flew all the way home dooodoodoo

my cheeks red like fire engines

racing straight to the heat of your skin

and i know our days are numbered,

early bird of the summer

you'll fly south just as the fall begins

the leaves changed their colors

and the schoolyards were filled

my coat with the patches barely

keeps out the chill dooo

you sent me a postcard

from a town out of state,

i wish it were warmer

and i hope you're the same dooodoodoo

the fields where we wandered were golden

now only muddy my boots

and i know i should recover,

you're a bird of the summer,

i was wrong to try and capture you

Flight...

Flight...

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gone is the pale hand of winter

here is the first flush of may

and soon I will discover

whether birds of the summer fly in circles

or just fly away