Early I viewed the morning's new birth, <br />the eastern sky <br />was aflame while I walked on a path <br />that wounded by <br />a small copse, some hillocks and a field, <br />up birds did fly, <br />pheasants and guinea-fowl screeched protest <br />while in nature I was extremely blest.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-i-viewed-the-morning-s-new-birth-cavatina/
