November 26, 2008
Come Out, Sun, Come Out!
Come out, sun, come out! Faster, faster!
It is very cold this morning.
Frost is crisp on my window.
Grass crunches underfoot.
The air sucks moisture
From my dry tongue.
Come out, sun,
Come out
Now!
October 10, 2008
Nonet.
Tweet! Tweet! Look – There is a little bird.
Flowers are shaking off the dew.
A squirrel scurries by us.
The sun breaks the darkness.
This is the morning
That we have made;
Rejoice, you,
and be
glad!
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