THE BIRDS

THE BIRDS
Where did all the birds go?
As green changed to white of snow
Were they inside? Did they fly to hide?
There was not one to be espied
Where did all the sound go?
In the dull white out so low
No background noise, stillness came
It was not quite the same
What happened to the traffic?
Ground to a halt and static
No high speed link just a slow crawl
Retarded as I recall
What happened to the ticking clock?
 Stilled by the whitened shock
The time stood still by nature will
The snow deep on the sill
And when it stopped there was no sound
It blanketed the ground
No traffic moved and no bird flew
Life waits to start anew
Yet sealed inside the fog and mist
The droplets will persist
And slow the meltdown starts to come
Though no one saw the sun
Silence, that was yesterday
It left without a sound today
But still I wonder where they stay
The birds I missed that day
JP.