In the Wee Hours
in the wee hours
of the morning
i love to watch the sun
stretch its arms lazily
as it thinks about
rising ever so slowly
and the october leaves
so sparse are fluttering
in breathless anticipation
for a few warm rays
to caress their dorsal fins
and underbelly
AP: 3rd place 2022
Submitted on October 25, 2018 for contest END OCTOBER 2018 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
Originally posted on October 20, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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