Morning Oh Day
MORNING! OH, DAY!
The skies open their eyes
The colors of flowers sing
and dew of morning licks
nature's tender head
a hawk pronounces
command of air
and the silent Queen
of Earth the ground
enjoys her breakfast
at any of the locations
she wishes.
Within their suits the
Sparrows sing their best
to audiences in meadows
and forest edges.
Morning! Oh Day!
:: 04-27-2019 ::
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