On A Summers Day Poem by Suelynn Walters

On A Summers Day



'On A Summers Day'

WHERE the birds sing, I'll listen to their song,
Sitting on the fresh green grass;
Alone and peaceful at last.
Thinking of now and not past
I hear their whistling sounds;
Whistling, whistling, above the trees,
A delightful serene feeling so free.
On A Summers Day

Sunday, June 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Anil Kumar Panda 07 June 2015

What a sweet drop! ! Enjoyed.

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