Dawn is a golden petal, knitted in delight by rising sun
Sweet to behold, causes tears to dry from the eyes of a mother's son
Yet, superfluous as it seems, that such a phenomenon be recognized in daily Sun
The breath of fresh air in its wholeness makes me want to write a song!
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Fine and lofty verse crafted in good diction with rhythmic splendour. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing James.
Your comments are in themselves peotic! Thank you Dike.