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Sun and birds

  • Writer: Lyra May
    Lyra May
  • Aug 7, 2023
  • 1 min read

The sun raises and with it so do the birds.

I step out into the cold air

And I am surrounded by their sound

And despite of the cold I can still feel the gentle warmth of the sun on my face,

I smile.

I carry on walking slowly

Letting the cold air fill up my lungs

As I concentrate on the tweeting of little birds


Written: 25/03/2017




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