Renascence
Renascence
To nod off
gently by the
suns kiss
that trickles down
my face and my smile
and perchance
to blend
a hue of
colors
and my mind
is grasping
no longer dormant
I’m awake and feeling
the
seizing of the day!
Pick -A-Title, Vol. 17-Yalto- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
May 13, 2020
Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2020
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