The Medium Of All Things Minor

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The Medium Of All Things Minor

By ElizaLee and Warrior_Prophet

I get angry when I wake up in the morning

I open my window and swear a warning

Bloody Seagulls squawking!

Then singing blasts through incessant talking

That bird tweeting its sweet song

Sends ribs of delight through me

Whilst my eager eyes cast upon

The blue blue sky

I remember where I came from

I listen to the beats of hearts drum

It calms me

It embalms me

Little diminutive things they are

Insignificant they may seem

But look closer and see the importance

As resounding charm inhabits it

I’m not dead, I’m alive!

Happy inside that I survive

A simple song and a simple word

My wakeup call from the early bird!

Theme = About all the small things in life, like hearing a birdsong

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