Cuckoo's Call
Cuckoo's Call
1 min
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I sit and wait for the Cuckoo's call
Sometimes a hark to its mate lost
And when found they chatter nonstop
Talking about starting a family
on the tree top
Two weeks later I hear their plaintive song
The best they has built had blown away in the storms
Egg shells lying scattered on the ground
Together they mourn.