Yearn to sit
upon steep cliff
and gaze upon
hometown at dawn
As moon dips
dark shadows slip
and rays of light
they chase dark night
Watch town bloom
as people zoom
in frantic pace
of morning race
Long to sit
upon steep cliff
as day begins
without town's din
Feel soft breeze
slip through pine trees
and tickle nose
with pungent flow
Dewdrops drip
from green leaf tip
and far away
a hound dog bays
Oh, to sit
upon steep cliff
let hometown view
stir thoughtful stew
Outdoor show
rouse words to flow
with nature's sounds
ideas will bound
Oh, to sit
upon steep cliff
let pen and paper
write down mind's caper
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Lyrical Porch II
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