Whilst Sweet Birds Sing Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Whilst Sweet Birds Sing
And so the birds begin their song,
They help me write,
To think upon,
The memories dear,
The memories deep,
No longer do I sit and weep,
A new born strength,
Has risen now,
My life goes on,
And anyhow,
We cannot change,
What life must bring,
For it goes on,
Whilst sweet birds sing.
Jayne Louise Davies
life cannot become gloomy while the sweet voice sings sweetly everywhere
A sweet poem, as sweet as the singing of the birds.. Memories! Even the harshest memories, we should be able to recall with a smile
Nothing like Bird Song. Especially on a Summer's Evening before dusk.
Thank you for this sweet song! "A new born strength, Has risen now" 5*****
Thank you so much everyone for your lovely comments x Much appreciated.
The sweet songs of the birds always inspire the poets.A beautiful poem Jayne, I can hear the sweet music of the birds through your poem...10 + Favorite
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I would like to translate this poem
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Birdsong is very healing Jayne, beautiful poem