Jacob Griffin - Early Dawn

The white clouds of the early Dawn,
The beauty of the pure white against a dark blue canvas.
The memory of which I shall never away pawn,
So high and far a vas.

The silence of the dawn air,
Only a little bird we hear.
Even though its humid air,
The dawn is beautiful as ever before.

Jacob Griffin

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