Beauty Framed By Expectation
How beautiful is the dawn when rays adorn the morn?
When sun sprinkles the sea with glints and sparkles.
When clouds flushed red, blush with joy and elation.
A crescent bow alight, bids adieu to night.
But is this presentation the best that dawn can do?
For our reflection frames beauty with expectation.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2017
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