Morning Where I Live

Morning Where I Live

Oh, so much clamors
of Kaka-doodle-doo,
from across the pasture, urging:
wake up you dream-mongers;
time is flying ten years per your snooze.

Dogs barking at the usual old man
in the red cape,
walking with a yellow Labrador.
Blackbirds chirp wildly,
flying from tree to tree;
loneliness flies out of my window
to greet the world; cheers!

©Byung A. Fallgren

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