Was never a Morning as silent, <br />Sheathing birds' songs for later. <br />Perhaps. <br /> <br />When Thursday's winds will loft them. <br />Unknown destinations. <br /> <br />While Sol shines questions of no warbled greetings, <br />From the chorus. <br /> <br />Where the sparrow, wren, dove? <br /> <br />Worried. <br />No storm approaches, yet silence was <br />Not forecast. <br />Morning has no wings today.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-silence/
