Thursday, August 6, 2009

A Summer Morning

I saw dawn creep across the sky,
And all the gulls go flying by.
I saw the sea put on its dress
Of blue and mid-summer loveliness.
And heard the trees begin to stir
Great arms of pine and juniper.
I heard the wind call out and say:
“Get up,my dear,it is today!”

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