each day the songbirds of dawn
point their melodies east
to worship the new light
I think we older folks
started to get it after taking
years decades for granted
to hum a tune each morning
each as precious as
a hundred earlier ones
lived in a blur too fast
and never thrown into memory
now we know our last one
will probably be cherished the most
for its brevity
and
intense gratitude
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