The lost harp

One of two three .. Hopaaaaa, it is the choir of small birds that are racing after the dawn announced the birth of his new day, graceful and accelerating leaps that you may not even be able to follow up in your eyes, so the birds go through their day .. jumping towards a livelihood and in their play and even in their fight. On a balcony that is not far, Sami sits contemplating her activity and races, laughing at her fight and trying to oppose her, this was his morning habit as if it was part of his breakfast. Unlike the son of the neighbors, who tries to fear her whenever he sees them, and even mocks Sami that his mind is the size of the mind of these birds.