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Early Birds
Lady Sun peeks in my window,
Splashing golden beams.
A tiny bird of brightest blue
Wakes me from my dreams.

He seems to say, get up
You're just a sleepy head.
And so I yawn and stretch
And tumble out of bed.

And there outside my window
A parade of dancing flowers,
Swaying to sweet melodies.
They've been awake for hours.

I love these summer mornings.
It's so good to be alive.
But hey, have a little mercy.
It's only half past five.

No frills

By Mariannajo

© 2017 Mariannajo (All rights reserved)


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