I see a flock of pigeons,
In, the cloudy morning sky,
Synchronised, such accuracy,
They vigourously fly on by.
A Blackbird sings his heart out,
My day has just begun,
Hoping it's a good day,
Blessed with daytime sun.
I see it peep,
From, behind the clouds,
It's light shines in my eyes,
Hoping for a fine day,
Won't let it pass me by.
I'll make the most of what I have,
Enjoy this garden fair,
Life is filled with pleasant things,
To love to live, to share.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is an Execellent wonder
Oh thank you so much LeeAnn x I'm pleased you like it x