i enjoy hearing the birds sing; they are god's true musicians! well done, linda; enjoyed~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
a few times back in ohio, i'd hear the cardinals singing to me to wake up, and once i even heard an owl! nice to wake up to the sounds of nature, isn't it?
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 8, 2005
When I sing, God throws a bolt of lightning.
I put bread, nuts on my sill, to attract the little fellers.
Ed talks to the birds.
It's an old Sparrow proverb, but he keeps it his untold secret, so don't tell anyone.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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can relate so well. You inspire me!!!
Mine make me crazy some days!!
Mine is in a cage tho!!
Love Tinka
A very thought provoking write ... so definitive; so unique ... wonderful!!
Best wishes,
Robert
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
a few times back in ohio, i'd hear the cardinals singing to me to wake up, and once i even heard an owl! nice to wake up to the sounds of nature, isn't it?
I put bread, nuts on my sill, to attract the little fellers.
Ed talks to the birds.
It's an old Sparrow proverb, but he keeps it his untold secret, so don't tell anyone.
A Bird Does Not Sing Because It Has An Answer,
It Sings - Because It Has a Song.