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In the EARLY Morning  DAWN

EARLY
In the
MORNING,
 right After
New
DAWN

When
you are
UP
OUT
And
ABOUT
You can
FEEL
The Forrest
Slowly
awakening
With
YAWN

STILL
S---L---E---E---P---I---N---G---L---Y


After a
SOAKING
Wet
RainFALL
Of
Buckets and Buckets
All
Night
LONG
DEEPILY

Really it's
even too
EARLY
As not even
A
SOUND
Or any
MOVEMENT
Is
F
O
U
N
D

Only the
Squirrels,
From Tree to Tree
Playing and Early
With
High Energy
Are
Squirreling ,and
Bouncing
Runnin and Happily
Playin
AROUND

Not ONE
Single
EARLY
EARLY
EARLY
B
I
R
D

This EARLY
DAWN
SunRISE
In the
FORREST
Was
HEARD

The Forrest looks so
MAGICAL
And so
MYSTERIOUS
Foggy
And
MYSTICAL

How the River
Is so FULL
Of MIST
Complete
Cloudy
I-N-V-I-S-I-B-L-E

Th
MIST


On top
Of
The
RIVER
Is so
GLASS--SMOOTH
SILKY
COTTONY
And SO
CALMLY
Smoothingly
On TOP
Or  Water
RIVER and Flowing
Just Smoothly
With
Minnesota
MIST
K--I--S--S--E--D
K-I-S-S-E-D
KISSED


By John D JUNGERS
14---JULY---2018


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In the EARLY Morning DAWN