Morning's SongsA Poem by Lone Wolf Speaking of the tune of morning... Morning's song, Nature sings. A soft, gentle blue... Under the cloud's white wings.
The sun rises from its sleep. The wind arises softly. A trill of a bird hits the air... The robin sings it loftily.
Morning's tunes, The wind rolls by The trees yield for the breeze... Leaves stretching high.
Morning comes quietly... The hum of nature sings. The light blue sky wraps around... The sun's warm, golden wings.
Morning's song, Nature sings. A soft, gentle blue... Under the cloud's white wings.
The last hints of black night, Fade to dawn... The moon, the stars, They glow once and are gone.
The sun stretches lazily, Towards the golden sky. Clouds begin their gentle journey... Birds soar ever so high.
Evergreens wave their sleep-bearing boughs. The first hints of man show. A hum of motor, A light bulb's dim glow.
Morning's song, Nature sings. A soft, gentle blue... Under the cloud's white wings.
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