LOV, LAF AND DIE

LOV, LAF AND DIE


I know a bird who sat in cage
He cried all day long
He sang the saddest song
As he sat all alone
And sang this song
Lov, Laf and Die

A lady bird flew by
She looked in the window
Stepped in with a sigh
She wanted to hear more
Of this sweet song of woe
Yet, it didn’t feel sad
It actually made her glad
To think about why
He would want to
Lov, Laf and Die

The cage door opened wide
And he invited her inside
Next, he walked her down the aisle
Many friends came to smile
His song was sad no more
His lady love had come in his door
Now that his love had begun
He could not sing the song
Lov, Laf and Die

There were many little birds to feed
They moved from the cage to the trees
There they found all of their needs
They were happier than all of the bees
Loving so completely
Laffing so discreetly
Dying in Peace

by
Earthene Fleming
June 16, 2006
Author's Comments:
"I actually dreamed this poem and wrote it just as it was in my dream. The bird was singing: "Lov, Laff, and Die" and narrated the story (including the spelling of the title: Lov, Laff and Die). I think it is delightful. I hope you find it amusing and satisfying."