There Is a Hum To Morning
There is a hum to morning
an accustomed to whirr
softly grinding gears
electrical whispers
gentle creaking of awakening wood
satisfied exhale
of a still slumbering dog
purr of a sun warmed cat.
I lie still and listen
to this too often unheard
Symphony.
John G. Lawless
©12/12/2022
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