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A Tug Called India A quiet tribute to the Tricolor, capturing the deep, instinctive bond between India and the heart of its people. Wherever...

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Sparrows must sing

The sparrows must sing
Busting symphony of love,
must revive the woods.

Linking with Ronovan Writes: Weekly Haiku Challenge #57
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4 comments:

  1. UnknownAugust 13, 2015 at 5:48 AM

    I love the picture this painted. I can see the woods and hear the birds singing...magical! ♥

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsAugust 13, 2015 at 7:10 AM

      Thank you Kathy. I was wondering if I put the right words together so your words really matter.

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  2. UnknownAugust 13, 2015 at 5:48 AM

    I love the picture this painted. I can see the woods and hear the birds singing...magical! ♥

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