Rooster Fable
A rooster rises early in
The morn. He sturts around at dawn
His voice can be heard
Though he utters not a word.
He starts his day
Crowing and unafraid.
"Like the rooster rise to
The occasion of each new
Day with a heart that is prepared.
Copyright © Eugenia Fain | Year Posted 2021
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