Touching the Sun
Peering over the edge of a sunrise,
I can now see Tomorrow's friendly face.
A day of promise with endless blue skies,
the clouds of Yesterday have been replaced.
Standing in a grove of towering trees,
light trickling through the canopy of leaves.
Gently touching the warmth of the Sun's rays,
into the bright light I have fixed my gaze.
The sweet songs of the birds float on the wind,
with a voice that sounds like a long lost friend.
Feeling the quiet peace of a new day,
while in Nature's boundless beauty I stray.
Cherish the moments spent in the Sun's light,
to hold you when darkness visits your night.
11/21/18
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