In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Grid.”
Kookaburra, kookaburra
What do you say to me
In the morning, dark and cold
You cackle your song at me
Out of slumber, out of sleep
You raise your voice at me
Laughing, mocking while I wake
Wrenching me from my dreams
Poems and Petals 
nice!
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Thank you Lynz!
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so sweet
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Thank you! 🙂
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Used to sing the ‘kookaburra’ song with my little cousin years ago. This brought back a pleasant memory. Thanks for sharing. (Sorry it woke you up though…)
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It’s okay, strange how bird sounds differ so greatly in different lands! 🙂
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very cool take on the prompt
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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