Song Bird
Awoken by a song bird . The birds are singing . A buitiful sound . A sound of friendship . A sound so profound . To hear them sing you know they are happy . Happy to be alive . Happy to fly and thrive . Happy to just be free .
Comments
No better way to start the day Wendy. Birds have a magic of their own.
I like the simplicity and honesty of the poem. Birds do things so naturally, unlike us. When they sing, they sing.
They do not need an audience. They don't care if they sing well or poorly. Birds do not take singing lessons.
Nature is our best teacher.
Raj
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<Deleted User> (6895)
Sun 11th Jun 2017 17:00
another very precious neccessary player on the wonderous stage of nature Wendy.
Lovely poem dear.
P&S xx