Come September
Her ears cry with joy
When she wakes
To sounds of morning birds
Chirps she had never heard
8/15/13
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PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
The Sound of September
Come September
Her ears cry with joy
When she wakes
To sounds of morning birds
Chirps she had never heard
8/15/13