Ample Is The Rising Sun Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Ample Is The Rising Sun

Ample is the rising sun
That alights the furthest mountain
A carmine drape upon every hill
Exciting the birds to warble.

Ample, too, is the evening sun
That paints a nebulous curtain
Quickly changing the palette until
Bringing the good day to shutter.

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