this is what happened <br />that morning all i heard was the sound of chirping birds <br />haggling for a home upon those crown of trees <br />luscious leaves firm branches <br />tarring twigs <br /> <br />it might be an illusion since when the morning light came in profusion <br />upon those grounds <br />there is nothing<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-early-morning-2/
