Sharp shadows on my desk

Sharp shadows on my desk
Window edge, telephone, computer screen
Cutting across book and cable and paper
Shadows of leaves, dancing, dancing
What kind of day is coming?
What is the world singing to me,
Inviting? What will I sing?

:- Doug.

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