Simply birds chirp, chirping in song,
belonging to a cloudy day.
Simply birds plink, plinking paradisaically.
Wee angels with harps in their wings.
Simply my teeny, tiny forest at play.
Tweets twine like ivy, inviting a smile.
Simply the sweetest sound of mirth.
Sans birdsong, saddest silence on earth.
Categories:
paradisaically, bird,
Form: Verse