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This Morning

This Morning

again

the tap

at my window

just one tap

but the blue bird

is not there

so, I get up

and walk on over

to the window

to see where he went …

instead I see snow

suddenly there’s snow …

floating soft in the air

and I can’t help

but laugh

this bird of blue

brings joy

unexpected joy

TL

Published inPoetry