Living Light
Living light at play against,
The clear northwestern sky.
Vivid hues of blue and green,
And gold and pink fly by.
It writhes and twists in crisp cold wind,
And billows gaily out,
In rainbow colored curtains,
As the wind blows them about.
How wonder-filled this gay display,
Of lovely living light.
How blessed am I to see them play,
This crisp northwestern night.
Judy Ball
The Northern Lights or Aurora Borealis is one of the seven wonders of the world.+
Nov. 2010
For Francine Roberts "Write Me A Happy Poem" Contest
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2011
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