A Cheerful Sound

Floating clouds in morning sky, Birds are gathering on a tree, Feeling low and wondering why, Your face I miss, I long to see. Sounds of cars on roads nearby, Many people on their way, To destinations, They pass by, A regular sound I hear each day. I wonder what their lives are like? Are they happy? Are they sad? Thinking of a loved one lost? The pain so deep, The grief real bad. A cheerful sound, I hear right then, It is the robins morning song, He looks towards the place I sit, At once that dreary feeling's gone. I must not sit around and weep, For I am strong, I'll shake it off, I have your memory, It's mine to keep, For in my heart, You're never gone. Jayne Louise Davies