Chirr Chirree Chirr Chirree Doo Doo Doo

The bells are ringing in deference to the songbirds.
Cardinals, robins, and one lone blue jay, I always feel sorry for.
Twittering and tweeting, serenading me, the blue jay hanging back a bit.
Chirr. chirr. chirree. chirr. chirr. chirree. chirree.
One of the more arrogant robins is throwing her voice like a ventriloquist.
I feel loved, revered, honored, included, admired, and amused.
Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. The symphony keeps going,
Impressing me greatly.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Awtry Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 8:08 AM
This is delightful! Great first line. The birds would be so honored they would blush :)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 3:57 PM
Ah this makes me blush, P.S.
Vangaveti Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 11:51 PM
My heart is dancing to your words :)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 6:06 AM
I am so glad, my friend. Dance on!
Kiser Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 3:35 PM
Aren't they incredible? Love Spring-Song.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 11:06 PM
I try to write their songs, but not having a beak does not help me in any way.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 7:03 AM
Those lovely songbirds! God’s gift of serenade <3
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April 29, 2019 at 11:06 PM
It is wonderful; gives spirituality a whole new meaning.
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