63.THE BIRDS

I listen to the birds at morn
as they sing to my heart
and I do this every dawn
because it reminds me we are apart
and the birds seem to speak to my soul
as they mend the scars made by your sole
and inside my being
I seem to fall in love with the birds
For they give me awing
when am about to fall with athud!.
Therefore I fell in love with nature
More than with a beast in a human stature.

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