by Ian McMillan
The day is so new
you can hear it yawning,
listen:
The new day
is yawning
and stretching
and waiting to start.
In the clear blue sky
I hear the new day's heart.
from Sing a Song of Seasons
A Nature Poem for Each Day of the Year
selected by Fiona Waters
illustrated by Frann Preston-Gannon
Candlewick Press, 2018
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