Head turned upwards
Facing the sky
The beautiful sound of birdsong
Fills my ears
Many birds
Dot the skyline
Calling to one another
Busy flying from tree to tree
I turn my face upwards
Breathe in the morning air
And stand underneath a musical sky.
Moonwashed Musings Weekly Prompt # 142 – Skyline – 5/9/2023 – Moonwashed Musings (amanpan.blog)
Beautiful 💙
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Beautiful
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Thanks xxx
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Lovely.
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Such a serene and lovely poem, Carol anne. I love to hear the birds sing in the morning. 💖
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Oh, I do too 😁
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