Yesterday morning I stood in the cold and dark and waited for the tram that would take to work. I shivered, insufficiently warmed by four layers of clothing. I looked up and saw a sky filled with stars. Stars – in the morning!
Morning had broken me.
Today I was up early, running. I heard a sound; birdsong! I ran past shrubs in bud.
Winter will end.
This morning morning mended me.
howardgoldenberg 
This short piece is equisite! So few words expressing so much… so perfectly.
Julie Bingley(Debbie West(Blakiston’s) sister-in- law.
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Hello bingles
Thank you for writing
And for reading
My younger brother- whom Debbie knew in childhood – always tells me I use too many words
Fewest is best, he says
I’m afraid he’s correct
I love words and I can get drunk on them: a pitfall
Howard
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