Light Dawns
tercets in ABA rhyme
Clouds are blocking out the sun.
I reach for hat and raincoat,
gotta take my morning run.
Rain breezes by, it's just a mist;
but whirling in an angry squall,
wind pokes and jabs me with his fists.
Bidding to outrun dark clouds,
the sun seems to have taken sides
as we break through their shrouds.
Turning 'round, I am drenching wet
but I cannot fault the rain.
On this record run; it's pure sweat.
No excuse can cripple my stride
not the rain clouds, stopwatch, or wind.
Light breaks through; will power is my guide.
written November 15, 2016
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2016
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