Last Sunrise Comments
I cannot know which sunrise is the last;
the sunny days still call me out of doors.
The rainy days are for the books amassed,
for times when pure baptismal water pours.
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It is a beautiful poem on aging, illness and death with an amusing and touching depiction viz.I cannot know which sunrise is the last; the sunny days still call me out of doors. The rainy days are for the books amassed, for times when pure baptismal water pours. Thanks for sharing.
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8/1/2025 10:12:49 AM # 1.0.0
It's well written. This stirs up a lot of emotions in me. Hope the best for you. Thanks for sharing.