My City is sleeping!
I get up at the break of dawn when even the birds are still slumbering in their warm nests,
can't sleep.
It's hushed tranquility all around!
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Deep and passionate poem powerfully and movingly penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
I am not the same, you are not the same. my braids are gone, I need make-up now, to cover the wrinkled skin....these changes are the law of nature. A magnificent poem...loved the title!