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The Tiny Silver Birds In A Blue Pine

I was walking alone in a lonely place

With a cute smile that's always on my face

When I heard the birds singing in a choir

Loud but soft that you will surely admire

I slipped my hands in my pockets with glee

Listening to their song delightedly

The wind was giggling without any blare

Afraid to frighten the sounds here and there

I noticed that the flowers were smiling

Their petals and leaves were blithely clapping

Above them were the jazzy butterflies

Circling freely with their black, tiny eyes

In a glimpse, I saw something different

It looks like tiny birds that were heaven sent

Their wings were shining like a crystal clear

Their feathers were bright like a silver tear

Oh!

How lovely they are flying in one line

Singing joyfully in a big blue pine

But as they flew high like Santa's reindeer

One by one, they fell and disappear

Written by MylaRoseG.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Poetry Collection