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Sunday morning bright red sunrise
Reflecting onto the clouds
Constantly changes colors
There are wispy striated 
Vertically that are cotton candy pink


The horizonal ones have gone from
The bright red to lightere and lighter
Shades until now are salmon in color


The roosters are exzuberant this morning
Thanks and praise continually comes from 
Their throats through their beaks into the breeze
They are telling the world that it is going to 
Be a great day

Feasting in the beauty that was created
Just for me years and years ago
God declared this day to be mine
To absorb his love and glory

There is a very thick mist rising from
The creek it radiating out and up at
Least one quarter of a mile away
The moisture penetrates giving life

The clouds have changed to charcoal gray
This happene in what seemed just minutes
It is almost as though the sun started to set 

How many people get to see and enjoy 
The day at dawn and sunrise...

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