Dazzling Day -Qd
Grudgingly, my eyes weaken their grip
Curtains rise up on a new morning
But no where’s my humble, grey front strip,
But Royal day with gems adorning.
Bright was the sun, yet it appeared not.
Stars shone in the day sky in all hues.
“These must be special fruit trees,” I thought,
“Each piece perfect, plump, nary a bruise.”
Grinning, He said, “Welcome to Heaven.”
September 26, 2019
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