-Audience-
Birds all atwitter
Early on the morn
Announcing to the world
Another dawn is born
Crickets harping away
Playing their mournful song
Most every night's music
To them it does belong
And when the raindrops fall
On water, grass, and trees
On roof, on stone, my hood
Or wherever else they please
Louder is the storm
Thundering across the land
Its voice alone can move me
As it bellows its command
Colorful autumn leaves
Fallen on the ground
For every step I take
A noisy crinkle found
Later in the winter
With waters hard and slow
I relish every crunch
Muffled by the snow
The plucking of a harp
Led by an expert hand
-Audience-
Birds all atwitter
Early on the morn
Announcing to the world
Another dawn is born
Crickets harping away
Playing their mournful song
Most every night's music
To them it does belong
And when the raindrops fall
On water, grass, and trees
On roof, on stone, my hood
Or wherever else they please
Louder is the storm
Thundering across the land
Its voice alone can move me
As it bellows its command
Colorful autumn leaves
Fallen on the ground
For every step I take
A noisy crinkle found
Later in the winter
With waters hard and slow
I relish every crunch
Muffled by the snow
The plucking of a harp
Led by an expert hand
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