Today's OneWord: Songbird

Somehow, I thought I could hear a songbird, for the first time in over fifteen years, tweeting a familiar tune outside my window. It was a tune I had grown familiar with as a child, a tune practically engraved in the shape of a heart on every tree, rippling in every park pond, and tattooed on every child's sweating forehead as they frolicked around the playground. It sounded like what my mother would hum to me each night before bed, before she disappeared for good.