Sound fills the silence

Distant chimes

Ringing in the winter winds

An owl calling

Her song to the night

Coyote chatter dwindling

As dens are found once more

Morning is still hours away

As my feet tiptoe

Across cold tile

Not even a hint of sunrise

Breaks the darkness

Stars hold brightly

To the sky

And I awaken

To the song

That will usher in the day – Caroline A. Slee

Rise and Shine

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