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Marinovsky. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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There is still the morning in my town.
Most of my neighbors are sleeping sweetie.
I’m crossing the street to the river and go down,
where the sun is smiling but sometimes it’s frown.
There is still the morning in my town...
But here is the day full of life like in a city.
The low sky is hanging above the wet ground
I’ve stood on my toes and touched the rosy cloud.