Sunrise's Painting
Gently, light touched my eyes
As it tickeled my thighs…
A soft breeze entered my door
A melody played across my room….
A heart beat was heard
As a new day approached….
Lowly, I opened my eyes,
Where a beautiful view was in display…
A view birds can't wait to see…
A view where life begins to speak…
I rested my eyes that morning,
on the sunrise's beautiful drawing...
The drawing that displayed a harmonious painting,
of red, orange, yellow, and the people who are smiling…
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