Quiet Time
It's cool out this morn, 'pon the porch sitting
As the gentle wind stirs new music is born
All creatures that listen are benefitting
It's cool out this morn
Like cool fall minus the falling acorns
Crows caw, roosters crow, other sounds flitting
The Dove is quiet, maybe he's lovelorn
Out on the porch clouds their rain emitting
Now there's Dove's voice and reply reborn
Time alone today I'm not omitting
It's cool out this morn
August 17, 2013
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
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