Orange Dawn
Orange sky
Breaking waves
White crests crash
In thrashing rave
Dawn mists
Stroll the sands
Mimicking the sky
Like an orange band
The sleeping dunes
Await their morning chorus
Natures sounds
They just never bore us
Gentle winds
Caress the reeds
On the breeze carried
Future life in seeds
Sunlight breaks through
The eroding mists
Whilst the awakening life
Shows their exist
Progression of day
As the evening sun downs
Will we be fortunate to see
Another orangery gown
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