Ronovan writes Decima prompt #93 #Memories

Whilst stationed in the Hindu Kush

something that I can still recall

was every day before nightfall

over the mountains would come a hush

just the song of a single thrush

his liquid song like crystal clear

and all would pause the notes to hear

while every day his song we heard

we never saw the tuneful bird

something we all found rather queer

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