The Singer
A poem
The Singer
Anyone can write a song
she said, begin in three:
sing what you see
soar and crash and cry
make up a reason why.
See, a song’s an alibi
and everybody needs one.Today’s illustration: The Singer. Ink on paper board, by Stephen S. Brown.
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