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Morning
December 7, 2015
There are no word for the beauty of the morning light,
a rainbow against the cerulean sky.
No words for the silence among the fog,
the mist drowns out any cry
Nothing to describe the isolation,
a sadness that brings a silent sigh.
I sit and I wonder
what could have went better
In all that I’ve ever done.
I sit on my porch in the cool, wet morn,
and stare at the rising sun.
© Nicole P., Gouvernor, NY
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