Voice so soft carried
away by the wind
Like the plaintive cry
of a new born chick

The mighty Hawk
and the stately Eagle
Their strong voices
squashing all others

A baby’s cry masks
a mother’s lonely tears
Each year slips by
her voice unheard

Gentle and true
she sings her song
Alone in the forest
no one hears her there

She sings and she sings
a melodious plea
Deep in the woods
where no one can see