I watch the gold dawn
Prompting the sky stain,
Impressive and grand
Sudden breezes and
Optimistic birds sing
This morning brought
The smell of life about
Damp clay and mists
Many views of horizons
Embedded in gold clouds
Birds fly off in echelon
Calling to the flying rank
Spreading strong wings
I stretch my arms again
It’s time to rise & shine
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