Each Morning
The misty blanket morning dew
Has lain upon my lawn
Before my window, agape in view
I rise, I stretch, I yawn
The distant sun now blinks an eye
To signal of the dawn
As I, in turn, give it reply
As I rise and stretch and yawn
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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