Birds
Bird's song in the dawn of the day in beautiful harmony. Sometimes one,
then another and othertimes, together.
Each song is their joy, or interpretation of life from a branch way up in the
sky.
They don't compete with each other but seamlessly cooperate without
a orchestra's conductor's lead.
Copyright © Dietra Reid | Year Posted 2018
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