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Morning ( poem )

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I love this morning
and the due
so cold and fresh
so crystal pure

The drops - the diamonds on the grass
I'll touch the leaves ,take some for us
These sparkling gemstones two carats

Or maybe these are tears of moon
which didn't want to leave
it also loves the morning's tune
these singing birds
and waving fields
that've just woke up after a dream

But if this morning is a child
Who starts his new short life
This wind - his breath
So free and wild
And his first cry -
tears on the grass

I'll go and meet this new born day
I'll greet him with the song
Through open fields it'll make it's way
Up to the sky and sun