A Tangerine Sky
Oh this morning how lucky was I,
I opened my curtains to a tangerine sky,
Golden sunbeams streaked 'cross the morn,
It made a mere mortal just glad to be born.
Then all the birds, in glorious voice
Greeted the day in cheery rejoice,
Happy as I to witness the sight,
Rising again, the Sun shining bright.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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