Erville Allen

(Saint Helens, Oregon)

Awake - Poem by Erville Allen

Awake, awake, to this bright shining day.
The sparrows are testing the breezes.
The scent of the blossoming olives from Russia
Lies heavy like oranges juicy and sweet.

I love it, I love it.
Joy mixes with sorrow.
The bushes and grasses now green in the spring
Dry and brown will become on the morrow.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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