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My Sun

Your kind of poetry which is simply written but hardly understood.

How could this be?
That in a moment, my eyes met the sea,
A dewdrops of seconds, then finally it came,
A blaze of red and orange burning in bright flame.

It was a warm deep caress touching the horizon,
Leaving the sky at rest for such a good reason,
That a sun will set and give the happiest ending,
'Til tomorrow will come again and bring a new beginning.

© 2020 Faith Cruz

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