Sunday, December 17, 2017


A little chirp of morning
Calls to me
The day is grey
But here am I
The ground is drear
But here I sing
The wind is harsh
I swing the course
A little chirp of morning
A cheerful chap
Unflappable
Then how can I
But chirp
Right back





Sara Mathews     December 2017

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