Dawn Chorus

Dawn Chorus In the shifting colours of the spreading dawn A solitary song from the woodland trees Then a chorus of voices that rising morn Carried on the impulse of the early breeze. A thousand melodies over wind blown grass, The chorus drifts over plain and mountain pass, Filling silent valleys with the song’s refrain, Until lost in the waking day’s loud domain. For Ottava Rima Contest by L.Milton Hankins Checked by Howmanysyllables.com Barry Stebbings Sept. 2022