When He Sings Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
When He Sings
When he sings, all canaries listen silently...
When he sings, the sun with the moon smiles,
When he sings, the violet field transforms by dream the lake...
And a strings, from stars a beams, sound more fantastically...
Beautiful images created here Tsira....thank you....Fi 10++
Fantastic, simple, and oh so sweet. I love this - when he sings even i join in and my voice is lifted to nightingalic heights
When he sings, the sun with the moon smiles, Rachel Ann Butler
There is a sweetness about the canary song and thank you for writing about it for us Tsira - - - I loved it.......10 from Fay....xxx
Your words flow like the voice of a songbird. Well done Tsira, best wishes, Andrew
He must have a beautiful voice Tsira, lovely words from you, 10 Lynda xx
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He sings to the heavens...