Carry Me This Day
The sun rose red
Like a hot fire
On cold winter's day
Through the mist
Shrouded fog, bright red
It did blaze
Scattered whispy clouds
But some on horizon
Of heavy charcoal gray
Blessings they are
To keep summer's heat
Far away at bay
The roosters' crow
But faint the sound
As if tired of heat
Which they want to go away
Or maybe the old ones sleep
Before the misery comes to stay
Mostly natures quiet this morn
A crow caws here and there
Few crickets chirp
But the birds aren't up
Or busily feed and drink
Of dew laden plants
Before sun dries it all away
Fill me my cup with
Moisture laden spirit
Don't let it run dry today
Give me bread from heaven
To carry me all this day_
Free Verse for lack of what else to call it
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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