Constance La France Poet Verse

The Morning Songs

in the morning the birds are singing and
searching, searching for earth worms 
          oh, it all begins right at dawn
            with songs unstopping
among the trees are blue jays
singing a loud screeching jay, jay, jay
and melodious songs of cardinals mingle
and not far-   hidden a nightingale mimics 
            oh, those yellow flashes of the golden finch
                         whistling at the feeder  
        and I do adore the gang of chickadee
           with their chirp, chirping song 
      that welcomes a new day 

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August 18, 2021


Poetry/Verse/the morning songs
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1381-774-18
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard Contest, A Brian Strand Any Choose
sponsor, Brian Strand. Judged 08/18/2021

First Place

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Darlene De Beaulieu August 18, 2021 at 10:50 AM Hello Constance, in the dearly morning i hear the songs of the birds singing. It is so peaceful to listen to their songs. I enjoy them. Love & Harmony Darlene. Darlene De Beaulieu August 18, 2021 at 4:14 PM Hello Constance, I lovely comment. love & friendship. I hope you are enjoying the summer. thank you for the comment. Constance La France August 18, 2021 at 12:54 PM Darlene, thank you so much for the comment, love ~Constance