Being Bright Poem by Etienne Charilaou

Being Bright



I remembered something
about a little being
who had lived on Earth
but a few years.

This little green one
rose early
like the birds,
and would be
as excited as they
at the prospect
of a bright new day.

That early glamour's
dawning rays are gone
with glare of day
but perhaps recapture
them I may
for deep in the heart
they stay.

Saturday, December 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,excitement,life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Etienne Charilaou 31 December 2016

You are most welcome! :)

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 December 2016

At the prospect. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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