Saturday June 04, 2011

The robin hops down the road at his usual speed despite the cold. Five minutes later he flies out of the woods with a bright green morsel.

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  1. MORNING SONG
    (Haikus)

    Pall falls around trees
    in the gathering storm and
    a robin hops down.

    Out of the forest,
    it darts out with a green leaf,
    as dark skies clear up.

    Twittering robins
    sing incessantly on trees,
    bringing in sunshine.

    Red breasts bask brightly
    as the sun-drenched maple trees
    sway with the warblers.

    On my porch, I sip
    my morning tea, gently chirp
    with the singing birds.

    —Albert B. Casuga
    06-04-11


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