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What would skies be without the mist,
Clouds colored by the dawn, sun kissed?
Such splendor rising pink and blue,
Lavender, silver, gold spun too.
Their shapes float softly through the sky
Cast in hues of Apollo's eye.
Gold, contrasts birds in silhouette
While dawn shines through their misty wet
As clouds express their sweet refrain
And we are blessed by morning rain.
When rainbows form in misty skies
Clouds present treasures for our eyes.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015
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