The Sun I See
Sun
rays pour
through the branches,
I sit under
trees and paint the horizon with my pen.
Strokes from my ink flow to each curve I write,
as drips from the
sun color
all I
see.
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2011
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