I rise at dawn and softly spread the curtains

To watch the pale sun rising over rooftops.

The early sky is beautiful:

Long, low clouds in light and shadow,

A palette of pinks and blues

From softest rose to deep purple.

Birds circle the dark, twisting trees.

Magpies sweep to the top for best lookout;

Pigeons bumble for a sturdy perch

Close to the trunk;

Tiny tits ...

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