First Whippoorwill


They married in the springtime, flowers in her hair

Built for her a cabin to hold the love they share

Her dowrey was a wedding quilt, her mothers silver comb


Chores around their little home, the newly weds did share

She helped him in the fields until the first snow filled the air

Winter thru she stayed inside, her world hussed and still

She listened in the springtime for the first whippoorwill


And she reaches out to touch him, knowing he'd be there

Comforting, erasing all her fears

Safe inside the cabin, thru the winter snow,

she listened for the first whippoorwill


So they lived together there, husband and wife

Working thru the seasons, a pattern for their life

From whippoorwill to snowfall, she helped him work the grounds

then thru the long dark winter, she listened for the sound


Many seasons latter now, silver in her hair.

The winter took him from her, the happiness they shared

alone in the cabin now, memories so dear.

She listened to the whipporwill, her eyes fill with tears


And she reaches out to touch him, knowing he's not there.

Remembering she gently sheds a tear

When for a different reason, a long time ago

She listens for the first whippoorwill

 

When for a different reason, a long time ago

She listens for the first whippoorwill


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