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The doves are cooing,
The birds are chatting,
Their saying; “its morning, its morning”
as if they are seeing it for the first time.
And I’m listening to what they say,
I too am greeting the new day.
And I too am saying, “yes indeed;
it is morning.”
© Written by Dominic John Gill February 25, 2006 www.poetry.net.au firstname.lastname@example.org