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                                Birds
                             arouse
                         sweet cadence.
                     They soar and glide
                  in vivid feather.
               Their mellow chirps infuse
            a mint green orchard setting.
         As that robin, grey cheek, blue tweet,
     or an nightingale’s unearthly chant,   
   those silver throated ushers are a boon

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Sat, 2020-05-23 18:33
#1
Regina Regina
How majestically beauteous an etheree! You've penned such a lilting birds poem, M. You are climbing onward and upward. ~
Sat, 2020-05-23 22:08
#2
A critique, Regina, which motivates me to higher things.
Thanks for your generosity as always
M