It Is Morning
It shines on my window seal
Warm as a reminder that it is time to
Love the bird
Whose turn it is to call for the newest morning.
It’s morning again
It seems like it is the same time morning began yesterday
I wondered this morning,
How the bird alternate the turn for the calling of the new morning
It is morning
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