A mockingbird has moved into our neighborhood. It perches atop a telephone pole behind our backyard. Every morning it is the first thing I hear. It is impossible to be unhappy when listening to a mockingbird. So stuffed with songs it is, it can't seem to make up it's mind which to sing first, so it sings them all, a dozen different songs at once, in a dozen different voices. On and on it sings without a pause, so peppy, even frantic, as if its voice alone is keeping the world awake.
Jerry SpinelliIโll still be missing you as much as ever. Iโl still smile at the memory of you. Iโll still be - Okay, Iโll say it again - loving you, but I wonโt abandon myseld for you. I cannot be faithful to you without being faithful to myself.
Jerry SpinelliYouโll know her more by your questions than by her answers. Keep looking at her long enough. One day you might see someone you know.
Jerry Spinelli