Transformed
A golden sun tops the black trees
Soon to warm fog's blanket
The cool morn's air will be transformed
And dew's diamond's facets
The roosters enjoy the cool air
Join in chorus singing
Entertain the birds all around
The crows' caws join ringing
Striated whispy clouds cover
The sun's bright white beaming
Will clouds clear, hot sun heat the day
Or will gray stay streaming?
Written:Monday, July 29, 2013
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
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