Grace Notes for M lady Emma

sonnet in tetrameter

Grace notes.

 

As morning breaks the sky larks rise.

Their morning Aubade fills the skies.

Such joyous music echoing.

Instinctively they have to sing.

Their tiny wings will raise them high.

they waste no time in asking why.

Their only purpose is to sing.

Their music makes the welkin’s ring.

Although they lack an audience

 to them it makes no difference.

But I rise early from my bed

 to hear the songsters overhead.

It is my privilege to be

able to hear such melody.

 

Thursday, 13 May 2010.

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