April - 5: 47 A.M. Poem by W.I. Stoneberger
April - 5: 47 A.M.
Night nears its end.
Morning birds are singing
the last of the moonlight
into a new luminescence.
Lace wings flutter the horizon,
hovering dawn's edges delicately,
not wanting to disturb
the dreamer or his dreams.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,wings
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8/29/2026 7:20:37 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Sheer beauty William...gorgeous short and to the point...thank you....10+++