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*I search the sky, I see the clouds, I watch the shattered fragments through the greenery. I hear their calls; those chirps and squawks, I find the birds, I listen to their sweet music. I feel grateful for their kindly chatter. I am glad for my early morning solitude.*
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
The Song of the Birds
*I search the sky, I see the clouds, I watch the shattered fragments through the greenery. I hear their calls; those chirps and squawks, I find the birds, I listen to their sweet music. I feel grateful for their kindly chatter. I am glad for my early morning solitude.*
A walk in the park inspired me to create a poem after listening to bird calls in the early morning and taking pictures and videos of cockatoos, a noisy miner bird and parrots. It has been edited quite a few times.
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Dracol-Noir
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
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