Gulls

Into the clear blue dawn
see them tumble
hear them grumble
listen to the grousing
as they talk and squalk and scream
yet
never fail to see them
soaring
calling their rawkus song
as into the fridged wind
they glide
they face the morning
with little warming
from their perch upon
teh river ice
watch them dance
remmeber too
We are here
as they are here
to grab todays
every single chance

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