The Morning RiseA Poem by Michael LopezThe waking moments of our lives.....The morrows morning twist. The hustle and bustle of life. Like ants on a trail. The coming and going of faces. Looking out a window frozen in time. As winter creeps towards me. I'm here watching suns rise. The darks blues fading to its soft yellows. I feel the euphoric effects of autumn. Just wishing it would last. © 2008 Michael Lopez |
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