Waking up to the blackbird’s song a lovely sound it’s all along. the lark it twitters right at dawn by the edge of wood you see a fawn. ** The breeze, it touches twig and bloom the bees, they hum and search their room to collect the nectar for their brood spring is here […]
via Spring Birds — Writer’s Treasure Chest
Nathalie M.L. Römer - Independent Author 
It was a beautiful poem, Aurora, and thank you for sharing it with the world. 🙂
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Thanks so much for the ‘pingback’. I’m happy you like the poem. 🙂
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