Day (SWF)

Carolina Wren on Lamppost

Morning

Five forty-five, and barely lit--
already through the open porch door,
the sound of birds, eager for dawn, fills the air.
To the chill that still returns each night,
this brisk wake-up call races the sun--
outrunning it,
each time, to my window.

Then, as suddenly as it all began, it is finished.
And Day takes them away.

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