In the midst of prime spring in April, the white
Magnolia blossoms bloom brightly,
Standing alone in the empty forest,
Dried grasses, it displays its whiteness proudly.
The day is warm, and firstly a bird
Arrive, searching and perching on the trees,
With his beautiful attire and loudly he's calling
His mate and load the sounds on the breeze.
(Apr.22nd,2024, Kinsley Lee)
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A beautiful painting in words.."a bird...... loudly he's calling His mate and load the sounds on the breeze" inimitable expression. Top score