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Monday, June 6, 2011

Morning Comes

Morning Comes

Birds are singing early
chirping oh so sweet
Singing out their melody
before they go to eat.
Daylight is not here yet
Creation starts to play
dawn is just getting set
sun readies her display

wind is whispering gently
flowers start to show
morning light comes slowly
softly begins to glow
i get started moving
I've heard the morning song
So much beauty in everything
to all of this I belong.

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