Rain and birds
Together heard.
Their sound
Profound
Mingles, in joy beyond words.
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Would you believe that as I read this, it has just stopped pouring and I can hear birds. What are the chances?
That is certainly a coincidence. I wrote the poem while sitting at my living room window listening to the rain falling on the garden below as the birds sang. Many thanks for your comment. Kevin
From the other side of the world too. I am in Brisbane, Australia. 🙂 Have an awesome week.
Even more of a coincidence then! My uncle and his family live in Australia but just outside Perth. You too, have a great week. All the best. Kevin