"My morning sights Are often brimmed With the rising Awesomeness. They are often warm, Such mornings— A bird or two, Peck At my window; A bunch or more, Flick their tails..."
"My morning sights Are often brimmed With the rising Awesomeness. They are often warm, Such mornings— A bird or two, Peck At my window; A bunch or more, Flick their tails..."