Southampton. UK.

Early in the morning before the sun doth rise,
you can hear the birds singing in the skies,
dewdrops on the flowers,
skies with pink do gleam, clouds like fairy towers,
gone in morning dreams.

© Cynthia Russell. 2007.
“( I wrote this poem when I lived in Yorkshire as a child, for a school poetry competition which I was fortunate enough to win.)”