The Hedge

He sings within the hedge
following down the path.
We both have time to spare
have set aside a while
away from streets  
where time is scarce.
Few have time or inclination …
None to pause or listen.
The song he sings unique.
of all the millions on the earth
Am I the only one to hear
the haunting tune,  
shall not recall a single phrase?
The message  remains,
next time, and  that tomorrow,  
I shall wait beside the hedge
Remembering today.