WREN – A Cinquain Poem On September 23, 2019 By blindzanygirlIn Uncategorized In the Early morning I hear the wren singing Powerful song for tiny bird Sing on Sent from my iPad Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
I do so envy you, being able to recognise all these bird songs. The closest I ever get to a wren now is when the boy brings one in – the worst part about having cats. LikeLike September 23, 2019 at 9:32 am
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I do so envy you, being able to recognise all these bird songs. The closest I ever get to a wren now is when the boy brings one in – the worst part about having cats.
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How nice! I am happy you heard the wren singing!
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