Dazzling LuminariesA Poem by Cherrie
Ascending sun gives birth to wind.
That gentle breeze upon my skin. Asks me softly to rise from sleep. Fizzling stars hold their space, As a waking sun take their place. The cadence of day parades by fast. Soon the sun lays low to rest. The budding night a bloom of black. Sets the scene for us to relax. The waltzing moon begins his dance. As dazzling luminaries shine overhead. © 2023 CherrieReviews
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