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GOOD MORNING
As the sun beats down
on another glorious day,
the blackbirds are singing
in their sweet little way.
The world is still
and my mind is at peace,
how I pray for this stillness
as it offers such release.
The sky so blue
and clear overhead,
the world still in slumber;
tucked up in their beds.
Dreaming of worlds
with strange designs
and, for now...
Friday 26th June 2015 9:19 am
FIRE ON THE HORIZON
The searing summer sun
sets on the distant horizon,
setting ablaze
in a shimmering heat haze
the careless cumulous clouds,
aglow with crimson incandescence.
Distant twinkling stars
awake in the turquoise twilight sky;
mysterious worlds,
afar and on high.
The end of another glorious day
with promise of more to come.
Days as fresh and gloriou...
Saturday 20th June 2015 10:36 am
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