✨ Wood Song

My heart that walked...

Wood Song

I heard a wood thrush in the dusk
  Twirl three notes and make a star—
My heart that walked with bitterness
  Came back from very far.

Three shining notes were all he had,
  And yet they made a starry call—
I caught life back against my breast
  And kissed it, scars and all.

—Sara Teasdale

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✨ This poem is in honor of our February theme: Heart and Soul

“Wood Song” is in the public domain. Photo by Sam Goodgame, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.