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In the still of the night
I sense the presence of the bird
I have never seen

When this lonesome bird takes flight
I feel a song I cannot hear

A pleasing pitch so far yet so near

It flies only after dark
I imagine it's silhouette
Soaring through the sky

With such grace it makes me long
For peaceful things like a child's hug
Or my favorite song

When this elusive bird takes flight
A flood opens up within me
Someday soon I may be free
Who knows I may even grow

Dark Spain

I started writing this poem when I was a child in Belize City, CA. In the late 1960's.
 This poem has been revised hundreds of times. I hope to write a final version at some point.(1999)
    NOTE: This was my son Lacey Williams Jr.'s favorite poem before his death so this will be The Final Version of My baby's favorite poem. (2007)            

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