The songbird sings its melody
as it flies through the branches
of the Springtime trees.
A group of larks sat on
each branch and began to
awaken the countryside
with their morning song-
in sync with one another,
they sing aloud for every
living soul to hear.
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Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry
Poetrya collection of poetry.. written by me.
Songbird
The songbird sings its melody
as it flies through the branches
of the Springtime trees.
A group of larks sat on
each branch and began to
awaken the countryside
with their morning song-
in sync with one another,
they sing aloud for every
living soul to hear.