An English Dawn

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A ris­ing tide of bird­song breaks The si­lence of the night, And, in the east, the faintest gleam Of early morn­ing light.

No Breeze dis­turbs the till­ness of the chill Semptem­ber air, And on the ground, the dew cre­ates A car­pet ev­ery­where.

the sky­line trees make sil­houttes against the glow­ing sky: ma­jes­tic clouds form golden shapes, so pleas­ing to the eye.

a host of glo­ri­ous coloures paints The ever-chang­ing scene, as reds and yel­lows flood the realm Where only black had benn.

then breast­ing the go­ri­zon comes a glimpse of golden sun, Bur­nish­ing the land­scape - his reign has just be­gun.

The crow­ing of the cock­erel says a new day is at hand. the ris­ing sun lights up the sky and Eng­land's pleas­ant land.

A beau­ti­ful rolling land­scape on a sum­mer’s evening in the Cotswolds.

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