Brain's Cogs
The roosters crowed the yellow sun up
To rest behind a cloud
The poet enjoyed her morning cup
And quiet which was not loud
Sounds of nature and man increase
Song birds in the oak tree
Doves coo at a distance then cease
A car's motor disturbs the peace
A neighbor's dog visits me
One where the tail wags the dog
Quietly lies on the porch with fleas
Interfering with brain's cogs
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