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| "Morning Moon", oil, by Carol Keene |
SIGNALS
The sky stood up one morning
and made a signal to him,
like people might make
when happiness is holding them.
It was a September sky
with blueness so bright
it brought him a blessing
as he sipped his coffee,
and he signaled back
to the sky that he too
was happy and hoped
the sky and he
would stay that way.
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