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On Cue

This is my favourite time of day, Morning, as day starts anew. The darkness turns to lighter grey Which soon dispels to brilliant blue. Birds start singing, as if on cue.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 1/21/2011 4:25:00 AM

I am stopping by this morning to read your amazing poetry, and to thank you for your kind comments on mine Francine. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/19/2011 9:28:00 PM

Very sweet. Francine. I really like this happy poem.

Robert Pettit

Date: 1/19/2011 5:32:00 PM

This is as good as any other quintain I haven seen you submit on this site. You have placed a clear and vivid image in my mind with this entry.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/19/2011 4:23:00 PM

When the sun rises and the birds start chirping, it sets the entire tone for the rest of the day. No better way to wake up than to the songs of birds, Francine. Very much enjoyed your poem! (You even put a smile on my old sour puss face.) Thank you. Love, Carolyn

Liz Walsh

Date: 1/19/2011 11:24:00 AM

An exquisite description - well done - Liz

Nette Onclaud

Date: 1/19/2011 9:43:00 AM

ohh my... mornings made like this refreshes the spirit. fine writing all the way, francine!! :) huggs, nette