A Magnificent Day Poem by Shirley Harrison

A Magnificent Day

When old is the day
and all day has been grey
the wind has howled
like a wolf on the prowl
tree's have come down
much to squirrel's surprise
and even the ancient mouse
has met her demise

the wooded debris creaks

and all I can think?

is...

how truly wonderful it is

to be a poet.

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