In the quiet of the waking
Shadows slowly
Whispers deepen
Silence in the dawn-rays
Grass blows gently
All becoming
Trees sigh softly
Almost gone
Gone away
Wind that dances on the prairie
Sing for joy!
Sing the song!
Birds that welcome in the morning
Join the song!
Sing along!
As the stars describe the nighttime
So the light describes the song
So the dawn
Copyright 2008 by Cherise A. You must ask me before using any of my stuff, and my name must appear along with the poem if you reproduce it.
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Jun. 9, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Farewell!
~Queen Flora