Nature Awakes
The sun creeps over the hill,
and the silence is broken by a song birds trill.
As the golden rays highlight the trees,
they shake, and rustle, with the morning breeze.
Cotton ball clouds skip across the sky,
while a hawke circles, searching on high.
Each, and every dawn is quite unique,
when nature awakes, and starts to speak
Copyright © 38 Tango | Year Posted 2007
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