“Where’s the normally grumpy Samantha this morning? Is there a coffeepot in your room?” “Spring is definitely on its way,” Margie said.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
I slumbered spring's morning and missed the dawn from everywhere, I heard the cry of birds. That night the sound of wind… — Meng Haoran Copy Share Image
“I heard it on the wind. I heard it from the birds. I felt it in the sunlight.” — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
As I stood on the lonely backroad, I'm sure I heard birds, kookaburras, laughing ... — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“Again and again I heard birds calling, just begging to be eaten.” — Stephanie Burgis Copy Share Image
