Bedroom window #107 Betty G. 5 comments 04/03/2013 4/3/2013 Today is that day. Birds sing about days like this. To help us through them. Share this:TweetShare on TumblrEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
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In the dead of winter, I have a blackbird that sings his song at dawn…I’m a morning person and it’s like a greeting to me. Your wonderful poem reminded me of him. Thanks.
Thank you. : )
It is exactly these sort of things that help us, not only through the day, but through our life. I really really like this one!
Thank you. I agree, I just have to take a deep breath and remember them sometimes.