I hear the sounds of early morning now
Somewhere in the distance, a mooing cow
With traffic passing on a busy road
The whir of truck tires with their heavy load
The predawn mist that finds it’s meant to stay
On a day that seems dark and dullish grey
As the tides roll in they all crash ashore
Just to wash away what was here before !
a perfect picture of nature recycling, great rhythm, it purrs, blessings
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