Every Morning

Every morning when the birds are singing . They answer my calls and sing me a Song . You feel all is well . What ever they are saying . What ever they feel you can tell . They bring joy . And happines for all . When whistling there tunes . From near or far . What a reaction . O what a Joy .

◄ EXCUSES MADE

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Tue 30th Jun 2020 08:26

Music to my ears Wendy.

Beautiful
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