Calm Sunday morning
Windows open to breezes
Birdsong eases soul
Calm Sunday morning
Windows open to breezes
Birdsong eases soul
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Tags: A suffering world, Haiku, Peace, Summer Morning, View from my window
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Wonderful.
Here we were awakened to thunderstorms!
Hope sunny skies follow. ❤
Peace to you, I love your peaceful words
Thanks, Rose.
Sounds like a perfect sunday morning.
Yes. A wonderful start to the day.