birds of the Summers wing flock together to sing joy which seasons bring upon a harp of beauty's string until sun over mountains cling then away on the thermals will spring
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
they should have a category that say "good morning"
Comments (3)
What a beautiful morning greeting..
Really lovely.
Thank you for sharing
Martina xxx
Great as always my dear elo