Devorah Gerber

(07/31/96 / Brooklyn, N.Y)

Sunrise


The sun is slowly setting
Bringing light unto this world
Can't see it's proper sizing
As cross the heavens it curls
Doth it nay ye amaze
What is happening now down on earth
As the heavens the sun doth graze
Like a new world hath been given birth
Trees art given shadows
Seen in full perspective
Look now at the blossoming meadows
The sun is not selective
Giving light and warmth to all beneath
Life and comfort add
O what a great sight is seen
It be all totally 'rad'
Tis just one of daily miracles
Now thou watch it yea whence it sets
Now thou shalt be nay cynical
For tomorrow another sunrise we shalt get

Submitted: Wednesday, May 07, 2014

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