Birthright May11 From dust to dust, she’s crawled for years, serpentine, a snake in dead grass; but now that she’s heard her song sung over her, she dares to lift her eyes and claim sunshine as her birthright. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
Sunshine’s Serenade Apr2 Tympani tap out your beat, pitter-patter at my feet, notes that songbirds’ trills repeat, raindrops unafraid. Drips and drops in double time, church-bells’ cheerful childhood chime, sweet percussion, Springtime rhyme, Sunshine’s Serenade. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...