Dawn
The cuckoo
chimes its wake up call,
The birds
chirp at dawn
The rustle
of the leaves,
In the
morning breeze
And the dew
drops on the lawn.
I see the
first ray of golden light
Spreading
the warmth of sunshine
Passing
through the cold gray clouds of the night
The whole
new day is all mine
I stand
alone and stare ahead
Watching
the clouds clear
Dispel the
darkness we all dread
The source
of light appears
I gazed hard
at the beautiful sight
Wondered
what was in store,
Nature’s
power and all its might
Now just a
memory and then some more.
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