Reaching Out
Reaching out to me the golden light streams
The sun kisses my forehead with its blush
Nothing in this scene is quite as it seems
Multicolored brightness is sure quite lush
Pinks, yellows have made it to me, redeems
To caress my soul with light in a rush
Opened, I must be as much as I can
Kisses from the sunset form a grand plan
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
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