Drifting vacant skies, forever on wings,
Is little blackbird, whose heart ever sings!
Soaring in mellow sunshine, nowhere a care,
Like a Parkside picnic in the sunny glare!
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Beautifully conceived and exquisitely crafted in verse with rhythmic splendour. The visionary impact of the flow of your words very lovely. A masterly creation, Madam. Remain enriched.
I do intend to try, Chinedu. Thank you for the delightful inspiration.
Seasons and their peculiar attributes. The beauty of creation. Beautiful poem
BEAUTIFUL POEM// I ENJOYED THE BIRDS; THE FREEDOM BEING OF THE BLUE SKY; THE KINGDOM OF LIBERTY; LIBERAL WINGS FLAPPING THERE WILLINGLY; HITHER TO THITHER; NO HINDRANCE; NO BARRICADE IN THE WANDERING FLYING OF THE MIND; NORTH TO SOUTH; EAST TO EAST; DAWN TO DUSK; TWILIGHT TO SUNLIGHT BORN; DELIGHTFULLY FREEDOM ENJOY THEY ARE THROUGH ALL SEASONS////