Poetry At Dawn
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Wee hours before sun-rise;
Few minutes after sleep;
The brain has ideas fresh
That can be worked as themes:
When good poetry’s born.
Those are the moments right,
With silent environs,
And eager mind and heart,
That bubbles with thoughts smart –
Perfect word-painting art.
Pre-dawn is golden time,
Before the birds can chirp,
And sun-light beams traverse,
Through foliage, flora:
Poetry gushes fine.
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