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Morning’s Glory — Poem a Day — November 2020, Day 9

at morning the crows
flock together in the trees
they sing to the sun
in praise of golden light and
the glory of creation

Copyright © 2020-12-01, by Liz Bennefeld.

When I first woke up, this morning, to let the dogs into the back yard, I heard the gathering of crows in tall trees around the neighborhood. I love their song at the beginning of the day, and again at evening.

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

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