faintest light at dawn
cool air astir with the sounds
of bird revelries
this reminds me of every morning since i've been home. thank you. <3 the haikus. Sus.
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Perfectly worded. This is just one of those perfect mornings when you are awoken to chirping birds and a warm sun, not your work calling, asking you to come in 4 hours early.