Watching The Day Begin Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching The Day Begin



Sun peeking shyly over the mountains,
watching the day begin for people on earth.
Dipping into a glowing beyond, taking beamfuls
to spread over people relaxing in the desert.
Suddenly shining brightly, waking eyelids with
warm, soothing, tenderness and peaceful energy
to get through another day.

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