Light, Sky, Stars
Light..Sky..Stars
I took all these for granted, since I was born.
Always their glorious presence there.
Blessing my decades, with moments, so rare!
But what if, from my life, they were torn?
Too much do I, on worldly gibberish think.
Monday morning my head in the news, enough
to give me the blues.
Never thanking them for spiritual clues.
My head lost in bad news doth sink.
This morning, a thank you, to them, I do address.
On my knees, with head.....down,
For being, of my days, a shiny crown.
I am lost now in sunrised happiness.
5/3/2021
~1~
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