Nature Is Calling Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Nature Is Calling
The wood pigeon calls,
He's early to rise,
A crow flies past,
In the morning sky,
A wonderful chorus,
Fills the air,
A variety of sounds,
They happily share,
On this perfect morning,
The sky oh so blue,
Flowers are opening,
Glazed with dew,
This is my favourite,
Moment of all,
Those precious sounds,
Of natures call.
Jayne Louise Davies
The healing power of nature is so aptly depicted in enchanting imagery.
A beautiful poem.Really it calls us through the chirping of the birds and blooming flowers.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:39:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful tribute to Mother Nature's gift of the wonderful songs of God's creatures!
Thanks Richard x I'm so greatful for your comments x