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We turned back to this spot on our walk because the songbirds sang for us here— a small bird in the fence, which cannot be seen.
Poetry, The Daily

Singing

Sheri Edwards

On Flickr Daily Note Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today on our walk through Cole Park we passed the steps to the tennis courts, which also face the sand-filled swimming pool. We were talking about the show we were watching, Silo, but paused and returned to this spot to listen to the little birds… Continue reading Singing