The trees outside my window

Now trimmed back
They look so good
No longer wild
Birds nest in the trees
They sing so sweetly
The other night
I walked outside
And listened intently
All the young birds
A chorus of sweet melodies
Came from the trees
Outside my bedroom window

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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