Why do the birds rise so early
In the morning I ask;
But then I remembered
What it’s like in unrest.
…and so in that way I am
Much like my winged friends
Except I only wish I could sing
Like them –
So early in the morning.
Eric is a rogue philosopher, professional web developer, and ninja (in that order). He is a father of three, husband of one, and a poet unto himself.
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