Early Days ***** The Talking Birds And The Late Child Of Mine Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Early Days ***** The Talking Birds And The Late Child Of Mine

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why are the birds so noisy
somewhat they're singing at me?

they're enjoyed in carolling
perching above guyabano tree

why do the birds chirp lively
like calling my name with glee?

they wake me up from dreamless night
chirping, It's another day!

why do they stare sharply at me
after I wake up and pray?

they want to greet something
hello and write me poem a day

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elvira Marchan 26 April 2009

Above all, children love this poem.....A great poem..loved by everyday.....

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Janell Cressman 17 April 2009

I love this poem it is so beautiful! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I LOVE YOUR POEMS! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

a.k.a. Jetfellow Marchanism
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