Morning Poem by Leonard Ace Almalvez
Morning
Lights scattered around
Fresh air zests the place
Sounds vibrate the ground
Moist rises and races
Against the warmth
Black turns blue
Blue turns cerulean
Stars fell, clouds formed
Cool breeze blew
Air tastes sweet
Mr. Sun shows its beauty
Radiates heat with massive energy
Which wakes not only human but everything
Golden rays strike the ground
Ah yes! Morning has arrived
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