Aren't we blessed to hear the birds?

It's similar to a murmur of words

Don't you listen to its exquisite chirps?

Never under estimate its worth …

Chomp

It's not sole the sound tone's calmness

The red feathers allure and its softness

MochaSofa

'One of these days and it won't be long''
'Going down in the valley and sing my song''

From "SILVIO" by Bob Dylan:

It's springtime and we haven't seen it?

Is it time for a nicer season kicks its wit?

 Eliot

Once the lone Spring well appears

I could sing with the bird's song into the sphere.

The snow is still spreading and falling

Birds are wiser than to come back calling

Assonance sounds carry on within the realm

Only to be heard as birds sing with whelm ...

~ Nelly

Only genuine poets notice the difference,

No matter how much distracting sound frequencies. 

It's the launch of an innovative existence

Willingly getting pleasure at the stance

Opening thoughts without strife

Be happy and have a pleasant thrive

                                                                      Myra

Tiny sounds; nothing that you lack

To several memories forth and back

Aunt Betsie