A poem I wrote and recited by one of my actors from a play I’m directing.


The Bird Calls

hello it must be fall, time to get off the wall, to see the changing of the season a kaleidoscope of of leaves due to reasons, i see the squirrels in the trees, i heard the birds with the breeze, i see your smile as bright as the sun, and it saddens my heart when summer is done, you want to sit with me here in the park, we can listen to the lark.