IN THE BRIGHT OF DAY

I believe this might be my 2nd Dooms day poem. In the bright of day brown grass Dead trees Tulips Daisies Lilies Roses Carnations All flowers dead Bombs bombs bombs Boom boom BOOM! March comes in LET ME BEGIN AGAIN in the bright of day June comes soon No more WAR! it was such a chore but Better clearer days ahead galore! Roses new carnations too Infact all flowers are magnificently Alive! And in TUNE THEY BLOOM. sun is shine like life look the love! In the bright of day Come what may! Every child is filled with laughter They sigh and twirl rambunctiously Giggling more laughter HAPPILY EVER AFTER!