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Saturday, April 24, 2021

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 A Robin's Song At Daybreak

Poet: Nixon Waterman

Half-way between the dark and dawn,
Ere day had come or night had gone;
Somewhere between the bliss of dreams and dread of waking wearily,
Still half unconscious that I heard.
There came the far, faint voice of bird.
The welcome daybreak greeting of a robin singing cheerily.

The song seemed like a ribbon slight
Drawn 'tween the realms of day and night,
And as I listened to the notes my heart went beating merrily;
Would that the world on waking from
Its dreams to toil might ever come.
Joyed by the daybreak welcome of a robin singing cheerily.

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