for Eric
Blackbirds wheel across the sky.
My mind goes back to summer days
when doves cooed at daybreak, eagles flew,
and my whole heart belonged to you.
You sprang the gate and out dove flew.
No more we'd hear its gentle coo,
and years and miles have grown between
us, and all we might have been.
Never again those mornings sweet,
my heart turned your way with every beat.
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and, as a pantoum:
Blackbirds wheel across the sky.
My mind goes back to summer days
when doves cooed at daybreak, eagles flew,
and my whole heart belonged to you.
My mind goes back to summer days.
You sprang dove's gate and out it flew.
Though my whole heart belonged to you,
no more we'd hear its gentle coo.
You sprang dove's gate and out it flew,
and years and miles have grown between.
No more we heard its gentle coo,
nor found all that we might have been.
Years and miles have grown between.
Never again those mornings sweet,
Us, and all we might have been,
My heart turned your way with every beat.
Never again those mornings sweet,
When doves cooed at daybreak, eagles flew,
My heart turned your way with every beat.
Blackbirds wheel; I remember you.
