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Day 79


Outside my door a star awaits

to explode into a burst of red

bright as the first beam of light

as the morning sun rose.

I have a rose.

But danger arose:

Here today
Thunder roared
As wind rushed
Forced by currents
Swirled by nature.

Far away
Cities burned
Amid thunderous voices
Rushed by forces
Designed to suppress.

Storms gathering.


Sheri Edwards View All

Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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