At Dawn

A blue dawn greets me
I take in the life from outside my window in a breath of morning mist
I feel like a fiddle head uncurling in fresh dew
Stretching out my arms to greet the sun
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Martin Avatar
February 20, 2026 at 1:35 PM
Oh fiddle sticks, the reaper cut the corn!
Hawkins Avatar
August 3, 2026 at 7:06 PM
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