Victor's March
The sun has now climbed to the Eastern hills
Charioted in scintillating glory like a mighty king
Shattering the mist with his lance like beams
He exults like a victorious warrior
His crystal rays rouse the sleeping birds
And they begin their dulcet chorus without cords
A Brian Strand 1094 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2022
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