Early Mornings

• Mahalia Moncrieff, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

The still air is filled with the singings and callings of birds.
The sun timidly rises above distant hills.
The early, beautiful sky is smeared with colours of peaches and lemon curds.
Shrieks from galahs and cockatoos are shrill.
The sky is crowded with birds coming and going to feed.
And robins begin their daily mischief.
Flowers open up, as the sunlight is what they need.
The evergreens come into view as they show off their every leaf.
And the men are waking up to go to work.
It is no longer early morning.
And nature gives a smirk,
She is proud of her doing.