Dawn's Glowby Bobbi Sinha-Morey
Safe in its nest a starling awakens to the blackbird's cadence rearing its head sleepily savoring the warmth of its bed while today's dawn instills a sweet calm and the grass by the water ripples when the peace was effaced by the breeze. A row of tall oaks hang over a road where tumble- weeds grow under the trees' leafy green arcs and the unbroken glow of the sun peeks through the boughs a pale orange indigo.
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volume 12(6)
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