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Dawn Chorus

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Dawn Chorus
Robins in trees
Pouring out their song
Overflown by geese awing
On the breeze
Then doves cooing their call
Autos on the street last of all
"Get up" to me they seem to call
As my empty stomach,
Rested body & refreshed mind say
Arise! It's another day!
((c) SW 4/22/09)
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smwright You're currently reading the poem Dawn Chorus, which was posted on May 30, 2010 by smwright.

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"Sounds heard on waking up when we were living in a mobile home park in Clarkstin..."

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