The Songbirds....
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Sylvia Frances Chan
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The Songbirds….
every morning I walk through the backyard
to work
the roses whisper as I passed by
I'd rather listen to the songbirds
they brighten me up
every morning
God invariably sends me songbirds to my backyard
they do not move to the warm south
when the church bells ring
they don't go to it or under the roofs
they prefer to sing
I am happy to hear the songbirds
God invariably sends them to me
I feel so intensely happy
listen to their beautiful songs
each morn for
the breaking of day...
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All rights reserved
Wednesday 11 November 2020
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