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Sunrise and Sunset Contest
Driving to work on a spring day, A masterpiece is painted with a tint of sun ray, On the parkway, going fast Colors from heaven I seem to pass, Yellows and blues bring joy I cannot refuse, Oranges and white, make my travels bright, I can taste the beginning of the dawn, Knowing there’s purpose for all that have been born, Fire ignites while the world arises, Preparing me for the days surprises, Refreshed and awaken, By the glory that I see, Each layer of color Whispers to me, Senses are keen, As the sky glistens and gleans, Just another reminder that we were not made to be machines. Driving home from work on a spring night, Overwhelmed by an artist’s delight, On the parkway, going fast When suddenly my heart can barely grasp, Colors from God that seem to consume, Any trace of my day that brought me gloom, Penetrating purples, pinks and reds, Peirce my soul, as my eyes are fed, If angels were finger painting, The sky would be their canvas, A gift from the divine to remind us of his bliss, Cherry blossoms reflect the evening sky, As the long day says its goodbyes, The darkest blues of the deepest sea, Gently remind me that I am free. By: Sabina Nicole
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