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Out of Season

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Out of Season David J Walker When the wind wakes In the morning Of uncertain timing When the day is delayed Before a sedulous dawn and Dreams reclaimed Memories refrained From waves of warning When the sunshine is weak and out of season Mother always said Something bad is going to happen and something bad always happens when she says

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Lin Lane

Date: 12/14/2021 4:43:00 AM

I enjoyed your read, especially these lines, "When the day is delayed Before a sedulous dawn \ and Dreams reclaimed..." There's a typo in your title, David.

Lin Lane
Date: 12/14/2021 7:09:00 AM

I experienced my dawn a couple of hours ago, made even more mystical because it was foggy. You're welcome, David.

David Walker
Date: 12/14/2021 5:43:00 AM

Thank you Lin, for catching the typo. and thank you for reading my poem. Another Sedulous dawn is about to begin