Sun and Fire

I walked down the road, on a sunny day, warm beaming rays upon my forehead
      Feeling of exhaustion by the sun almost hot as fire out
, I am left out in the warmth Of fire and sun , wishing for a hand to bring me to a cool place of ease 
         I will never walk down alone again for the sun has got me weeping
                   And yearning for a cold ice drink
   	
By Brian Otoole
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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