Rivetting
The Woodpecker tapping his song
in Morse Code rivetting
A melody to his summer
love, soon change pivotting
The sound carries on air's dampness
Saturated with fog
Moisture coats everything this morn
Frogs sleep in their bog
Birds begin to awake chirping
Surround sound melodies
An angry Mockingbird chatters
Soon some animal will flee
God speaks to me in the morning
His Spirit leads each day
All I have to do is follow Him
As He lights each step's way
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