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Morning Melody


A melody played on the wind

Tangles itself amongst the smoke

Air crisp with cedar pine

Still cold while the sun has broke

 

A gentle lull of a new day

Rousing all from slumbers full

 

The melody is joined now here

By gentle chimes and rumbling drums

Air strong with bitter brew

Waking once silenced hums

 

A cresceno of symphony plays

Yet still hear the melody

 

The sound it still grows

Now swelling within my chest

Air sweet with morning dew

Song playing inside my breast

 

I join this orchestral here

The song nearly having all

 

To this song I am drawn

Throat ready to birth it's speech

Air buzzing with energy found

My part just out of reach

 

A good morning is spoken with a kind smile

All too ready to face the day to beguile

 

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lauren828
<p>How I wake up to my family&#39;s morning buzz in the winter, embracing the cold and the fresh new day amongst loved ones.</p>

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