Maybe it was the obvious void of sound from a demanding cat, but no-- something else.
The birdsong has changed.
I hear the promise of spring in their song. And the sun is rising, bringing the most stunning light show. There is hope.
I seem to be outraged every time I turn on the news now. But this took the cake. Posting that video and the first week of Black History Month? My hatred for that man runs deep.So, here is a song to commemorate the memory of a great man.
Here's to a better day.
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