A pewter sky
Lilac banded
Silver sun
Smiling at the daffodils
Smiling at me
A Skylark pair competing
empty their tiny hearts
Of tinkling song
Rise to face each other
A hint of menace in their trills
Each sings over the other's phrases
Singing as if song could kill
Settling at last and still
As the lonely Curlew
Flutes his lonely call
Echoing across the hill
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