Dawn. Poem by Miki Byrne

Dawn.



Dawn.
The day opens its eyes.
Pink fingers of cloud
Stroke the new-born sky.
Light slowly swells.
A flock of Starlings
Go whistling by.

Saturday, August 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dawn
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