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6:36 in the morning

With a sky so grey,
       clouds arrive to break
                up its monotony,
with a wind so cold
       to an unseen
                stretch of limbs, howling
with a lake so hungry
       stealing shadows
                of wild geese, passing

days are shorter now,
pallid with an early decay,

       there is a distance
                I travel to the midnight moon, lamenting
with the streetlights, a loneliness.

But you are here, my darling,
       sleeping.  I pluck
another feather
       from your dreams,
               growing daylight.

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a lovely picture of early winter morning with a superb welcome to daylight..

But you are here, my darling,
sleeping. I pluck
another feather
from your dreams,
growing daylight

raj (sublime_ocean)

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