summer arrived on the back of a mockingbird. it sang a sweet melody, but couldn’t seem to find the right words. i don’t know if you’ve heard, but it’s all over town, yeah they’re buzzing about it now. i was singing alone when the mockingbird came to me, perched on my windowsill, and hummed along quietly. but before long she was singing along, and she said, yeah she said:nn“i’ve been waiting so long for these words to come out,nit’s practically all I’ve been thinking about.nso thank you for finding the words i couldn’t find on my own,nnow i'm not alone.”nnautumn was on its way and summer was on its way out; the mockingbird told me: “i change with the seasons,” and that she was leaving town in a few days now. we said our goodbyes, and i secretly wished for more time, but the seasons are merciless. for a while we both stood in silencenuntil she said:nn“i’ve been waiting so long for these words to come out,nit’s practically all I’ve been thinking about.nso thank you for finding the words i couldn’t find on my own,nnow i'm not alone.”