Todays 100-word a day topic is birds. I’ve never really tried to mix in lyrics with my writing and I thought I’d give it a shot and have a little fun. Just in case you aren’t well versed in Bob Marley’s music the song is called Three Little Birds.
There are those low days where I retreat to the shelter of music to find the past.
“Don’t worry about a thing, ’cause every little thing gonna be all right.”
I can’t remember the exact conversation now or why I feel so strongly that the Bob Marley album you gave me was connected to Ryan.
“Rise up this mornin’, smiled with the risin’ sun, three little birds pitch by my doorstep. Singin’ sweet songs of melodies pure and true.”
Sometimes I look out my window hoping to see birds perched on the ledge. Because despite all logic, I’d take it as sign.