Read Ottava rima Poems
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Rising Sun
The scene appears before me with a light
From the sun a great mighty ball of fire
The morning light sparkles losing the night
There’s love from the sun, the moon to retire
From the top of a hill this is a sight
The clouds all have formations I desire
Spectacular feelings is what I share
When the sun rises up from over there
Russell Sivey
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