| Morning Chatter: Dawn glows across, the ridge of the mountain-side Birds chirp there songs of wakefulness Wind blows his thoughts of the day Everything awakens upon the sun�s return Slowly arise with scattered memories of scrambled dreams One cup of coffee and they all float away Float into the banks of forgetfulness Eyes open to sun�s blazing glory The chatter of the morning Whispers in the wind Another Day ended Another begins �opyright Eskimo 2003-2004 Written: 12/18/2003 |
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