Its quiet
In the early morning,
‘Ere the riot
Of traffic noise, destroys
The peace.
Our joys
Are brief.
Life’s toys
Distract from grief.
Yet, underneath
All these toys, and empty noise,
We know, all this, must cease.
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K Morris - Poet 
An interesting and lovely poem, Kevin.
Robbie. I’m delighted you enjoyed reading it. Best wishes. Kevin
Lovely poem, Kevin
Thank you, Vivienne.