Whispers of Sunrise
A cool whistling breeze precedes the first light
My curtains dance at the window filtering though the daylight
A sound of a distant cock crow and chirping birds
Are like protest against my guilty lazy bones still in bed
I breathe the innocence of a new day with a slow blink
I swim out of bed as I let the bygone and the past sinks
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