Early Morning
Early Morning
(In A Three Dog Town)
Miracle Man
4/18/2024
Natures silence,
that once owned the night.
Now begs I hear,
the cockcrow calls of birds.
Crows come first,
seeking some morsel of delight.
Gorging on cracked acorns,
weary of me, but undisturbed.
Elapsed time soon ushers in,
a single pair of Doves.
I enjoy their presence,
they flood my ears with cooing.
These early sounds of nature,
is one of life’s true loves.
Soon I’ll watch the news,
and see last night’s evil doing.
Think I’ll make another pot of coffee!
Tom
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2024
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