Song of Skies

Spring feelings morphed into rhymes.

No nestling has a flying wing
But with sweet love and care
His growing feathers learn to sing
The song of skies in storm and fair

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Nature and nurturing poetically combined into a graceful write - excellent piece - Nizzan osake - :-)

[Relic's Bare Trees]

Beautifully done. Nature takes its course in a natural way and you've described it in a poetic way.