- Dec 22, 2025
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Poem
Whispers of Dawn
The first soft light begins to creep,
While all the world is still asleep,
A gentle blush across the sky,
As night begins to say goodbye.
Birds awaken with their song,
Telling night it doesn't belong,
Dewdrops glisten on the grass,
As morning shadows gently pass.
The sun ascends with golden grace,
Illuminating time and space,
Whispering promises so true,
Of everything that's fresh and new.
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