Rowving Smith

Waiting For The Sun - Poem by Rowving Smith

Pinkish clouds weighted down
Sits atop the far edge of the lake
Waiting to be heated
Painted and floated
To let the lid open
For the Sun to rise
To rise and smile
Up in the sky
Warming up
My frozen cold world....
Nah.... my whole universe...!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008

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