Sounds of Morning
The sound of a school bus riding past the house.
The sound of , may God will , Happy Children waiting to board there.
Birds and their , hopefully happy songs , though they all sound as such to people.
A hot breakfast cooking in the kitchen.
A table grace prior to.
The stray feral dogs and cats of the neighborhood
Sights of morning....
A rising Sun chasing the dread darkness from the skies, darkness where I former walked.
Traffic , what that's worth in such a small town as this.
The church steeple rising to meet the sky...
These sights and sounds , these joyous similarities
Not available to the nocturnal inclined.
Copyright © Lewis Findley | Year Posted 2015
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