Aborning
In the chill of the morning
As a new day is dawning,
Rabbits emerge from burrows yawning
Fish in limpid pools spawning
Busy bumblebees from hives start swarming
Pretty flowers on bowers adorning
Noise from rustling trees informing
Creatures of the forest a warning
While birds in the air are reforming
Kittens and puppies are performing
As another day is aborning
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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