My Birds
Lyrics & Music: Maureen S. O'Brien (7/94)

Now I hatch many birds, and I teach them to fly;
And I scatter them broadcast across the whole sky.
But the birds that I feed from the heart in my breast
Never fly back again to their old hatching nest.

Yes, I send them, and sing them; but I never hear
If folk like them or kill them.  They just disappear,
Flying over the hills where my eyes cannot see --
Where I fear that some black void awaits them and me.

So if you should see one of my birds stopping by,
Won't you send me a letter, some sort of reply?
For I sit here unanswered and puzzled and shy,
And the worst is not knowing if they live or die.