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Morning Whispers

I wake up in the morning, Like everybody else, The whimsy morning wind, Flirty and charming as ever, Plays with me. For she is my friend, She strokes my hair And tells me things That no one knows, We laugh, we cry, Until one of us dies. The birds look down And sing songs For us. We Look up And show our pearly whites, Basking in the joy That this moment brings. And so the mornings go The mornings go Mornings go And go and go.

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Date: 7/18/2025 11:28:00 PM
On non-work days mornings are the best. I write poetry in many a morning before the turmoil of the day begins.. it's a beautiful space sometimes. I hope mornings love you back as this piem captures an essence beautifully Blessings S:) x
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Date: 6/2/2025 4:34:00 AM
Awesome that you have such a nice relationship with mornings and the birds and animals that enjoy them as well. I enjoyed reading this one. Sara K
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Anne Winter
Date: 6/2/2025 5:28:00 AM
Dear Sara, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem! It's a pleasure to read your comments! Best, Anne

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