i sat down in the meadow in the early morn
birds sang there morning song bringing in the dawn
singing altogether in perfect harmony
singing from the branches of an old oak tree
everynote in key everynote in tune
stole the heart in me when they began to croon
mother natures children singing wild and free
there lovely morning song singing just for me
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Author:
jim56 (
Online) - Published: May 1st, 2026 09:08
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Loved!
hi katie hope you ok
thanks for comment have a great weekend jim
Again Jim a beautiful poem of nature and her brightness. Lovely
hi thanks for your always lovely comments
means a lot jim
You are most welcome Jim
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