“Nature Does Not”

When the birds chirp their first songs

And you think that they ought,

To do it all day.

Or at the very least,

May they come and then stay,

Forever.

But that’s not how it goes.

You pray, you wish, you cross your heart.

You think you’ll find peace.

…If the moon sticks around,

If the sun doesn’t run,

If the rain keeps on pouring,

Or at the very least,

May they come and then stay,

Forever.

But that’s not how it goes.

You pray, you wish, you cross your heart.