Dawn
She lives by the dawn
and the birds’ talk
when she comes
forces me to wake
to remember
her face
rising
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She lives by the dawn
and the birds’ talk
when she comes
forces me to wake
to remember
her face
rising
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Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 15th Sep 2010 11:33
Lovely, David - haunting idea, brilliant imagery.