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Precious Harrison Poem
Here I lie, enshrouded
by the orangery aura cast by
the fading rays of a setting sun
I have long waited for sunrise
I sit at the brink of yesterday
wrapped in the arms
of this lingering night, I await
it's ambience to descend
on me like warm sunrays
Here I wait, my heart
benumbed, my soul
in hibernation I await
rebirth, singing lullabies
to the moon, attempting
to lull it to sleep
for the sun to awaken
and pull its crown through
a crowd of lambent clouds.
Copyright © Precious Harrison | Year Posted 2022
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Precious Harrison Poem
From the nadir of your hopes
You may rise to the zenith of success
With discipline and diligence
Putting to good use the sinews of your youth.
With commitment and steadfastness
Working vigorously to achieve your goals
And with a mercurial temperament
You're sure to actualize your dreams
For without actions dreams turn become mere myths.
For from the nadir of your hopes
You may rise even to the zenith of success
You shall rise from the dust
Beyond the skies shall be your attainments.
You would seem to many a young duckling
Your success story will move many to awe
The secrets behind his success story
Shall remain an unsolved mystery.
Copyright © Precious Harrison | Year Posted 2022
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