Poem -

Morning

Deep breath,

crisp, cleansing, and fair,

five-o-clock morning air.

As the moon starts to set,

the birds start to sing,

as the sun,

paints the picture from my dream.

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linda wright

and the Lord of heaven and earth watches and listens as well nice poem linda

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