Best Industriously Poems

The sun wakes slow, a golden yawn,
Stretching light across the dawn,
Soft and warm, with rays that creep
Through windowed eyes from gentle sleep.
It drifts and dances, dips and hides,
Plays peekaboo with clouds that glide,
Bright beams spill in scattered showers,
Kissing earth and blooming flowers.
It tricks the colors,...

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