Monday, April 07, 2008

How can they keep from singing, singing, singing, singing...

I'm sitting on the couch right now, listening to the birds chirping and singing. It reminds me of summers when I was in elementary school, in bed while it was still light out. The yellow curtains never did much to hide the early evening sun, and the birds in the trees right beside my window just sang and sang, chirped and chirped. That's what I think about when I hear birds chirping at night in the spring and summer. My cozy yellow bedroom.

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