Silhouette of a Man

Silhouette of a Man Here I am sitting silhouetted in the calm earliest of morn Watching, hearing all the birds chirp at the breaking of dawn They're all perched up in a well trodden old-bent fence Their shadows luminate like an unknown foreshadowing of glow In this early dusk tis turning as daylight thus all shall do breaks The darkness does fade for the world continues to all awakes Leaving us all now are all the moonlight density of shadows As silence leaves us now, for another day starts so we all have grown At times there comes a time when all diminishing intense of a Silhouette of a man is sitting by himself beneath the dusk waiting Till a damsel of all bird like creatures all chirp till all hours of dawn For they're are all perched up in a well trodden old bent up fence. 05/16/15