Poetry in the sun 🌞

Underneath that cloudless blue cobalt sky with such a beautiful bright currant bun

My thoughts drift away to think my poetry in the sun...
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I lie on my back listening to yon good old Mother nature, her chirping little feathered friends are our familiar feature

And I thank my lucky stars to live alongside this lovely creature

There is a magpie just up above me in an old oak tree, teehee he is a right little screecher...
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Penning poetically in the sun is so easy to do

Chillaxing in my garden with such a wonderful view

It is so amazing how many different species of busy birds bustle out of the blue