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MODE TO MORNING
Tuesday June 9, 2015
Night time never sees sunrise.
Dusk to dawn, night plays.
Morning works. Around nearly as long, morning exhibits more wear, tear – while night time has long history, lazily featherbedding its way.
Morning creaks, rises, greets fading darkness. Twilight slides off the table, birds sing to urge the sunrise.
Morning may weary-ache some, but I ache for morning.
When my time comes, I’d like it to be morning …
Mark Kolke
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 16C/60F, calm, another warm day begins – I love these barely cool June mornings. Gusta found the freshly sprinklered grass appealing, until the sprinklers swung around to hose her coat – a refreshing walk …
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