One Morn Poem by Jerry Waterfields
One Morn
The sky is bright
With a faint light
Engulfing the atmosphere
There are no birds in the
Sky, swinging free
It is a deserted island.
Faraway I hear a distant
Silence. It is Sunday
People go to church;
Stay at home.
Neasden is a quiet song today
No more rumbles of coming cars
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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