Swan Song

Swan Song


Some thought she was a shady lady
And just bit crazy.

She played her fiddle in the misty light
And sometimes on the way to midnight.

Music flowed and not a lyric was heard,
To an entire audience of white feathered birds.

They swam and swam in circles of delight,
While the lady played with all her might.

The swans stayed in love,
Like the stars up above.

Lady played with spiritual grace,
But never for the human race.

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