Sweet Alteration
Sweet alteration
The natures face may shines so bright
Emerging hues and countless lights
But wind may blow an awful blithe
And take a mess on someone’s sight.
This the truth no soul denied
For alteration comes at sudden times
No man can hinder nor deprived
As it left its name sublime.
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Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2017
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