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Sep 15
Greet me Morning

Be there at my awakening with blue sky light

Peer into me, then like through windows stream calming albedo into my eyes

Rouse me, sit me, stand me, fly me,
my circadian companion

Let nothing wither into darkness
my everyday champion

As the Sun rises on its friend the Morning find me over, and over, and over again

Warm me and coax me aloft with the first flight of your song birds

And be my friend eternal, though I may be the least of creatures beneath you in your natural beautiful perfection
Written by
Philip Salt  40/M/Canada
(40/M/Canada)   
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   guy scutellaro
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