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A Summer Morning
Jane Stuart
A sleeping city
full of nightingales
rests under the moon...
Your little feet
and quiet hands
remind me
of dancing shadows,
moonlit songs,
a waking dawn
and one star’s
silver twinkling light.
The whispering wind
shakes out its bells
at dawn.