#writeclub #cheerful
Things are looking up
colours exploding in the local green
as sunshine appears through the the clouds
little birds chirping to one and all
as Mum and dad deliver breakfast from above
their song filling the air as you walk by
“Hello, Hello” they cheep and chirp
as they try to grab your eye
not being greedy – just wanting attention
and all the while the oak tree smiles
as they rest on his arms
The Inkwell 