Wednesday, May 20, 2020

The Morning Crow



The Morning Crow
By Lord R.e. Taylor

The Sun was just rising
Still behind the old wooden fence
A beautiful autumn morning
But my eyes were still full of sleep
Birds were singing in a nearby tree
And a majestic crow just outside my window
“Happy, happy, happy,” it said
I wasn’t

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