The New Day's Sun Poem by John Ackerman

The New Day's Sun



Awake to face the noon day dawn
like a loving doe or that in a fawn
we all want to belong
I exist as a vapor then I am no more...
And then clouds form
when the invisible vapours
in the air,
condenses into visible droplets...
And thus the cycle continues...
sprinkled with a bit of care
the love to behold a new day's sun

The New Day's Sun
Monday, February 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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