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Late Winter Sunrise

Poetry By: RazorBlade

Watching the sun rise in late winter.

Submitted:Feb 21, 2012    Reads: 56    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

From the morning twilight,

the sun rises too highlight,

a beginning of earthly birthright,

and set about the day,

The light, shining firsthand,

shimmers across the land,

as night feels its strife,

light's behemence to life.

The morning dew,

who once condensed,

decamps into air,

as incalescense prospers.

A light breeze jostles,

a branch in season dormant,

life passionately waiting,

this cold season's debarment.


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