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by Carl Sandburg, 1916

Many birds and the beating of wings
 Make a flinging reckless hum
 In the early morning at the rocks
 Above the blue pool
 Where the gray shadows swim lazy.

 In your blue eyes, O reckless child,
 I saw today many little wild wishes,
 Eager as the great morning.

Published in Chicago Poems

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