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SUNSHINE HUES
#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun.
The sun rises and sets everyday,
An unbroken cycle of hope,
An awakening of expectations,
To all that live to see the day.
Lush, green meadows,
Brimming with fragrant flowers,
Borderlands to joy,
Pathways to success,
Canvas to the sunshine hues.
The painting are not easy to erase, They hold memories of my childhood,
The days of slate and chalk,
And the meadows' play fun.
With the flickering light of an ancient lamp,
We overcame darkness.
With the twinkling water of an ancient river,
Dirt had nothing on us.
Though the night may fall,
The morning dawn is near.
Filtering rays of sunshine,
Brighten up my day.
My heart swells with hope and pride,
Keen for the glories coming my way.
Oh sunshine hues!
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
NB:adapts from writco drafts
© Hazard. T
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun.
The sun rises and sets everyday,
An unbroken cycle of hope,
An awakening of expectations,
To all that live to see the day.
Lush, green meadows,
Brimming with fragrant flowers,
Borderlands to joy,
Pathways to success,
Canvas to the sunshine hues.
The painting are not easy to erase, They hold memories of my childhood,
The days of slate and chalk,
And the meadows' play fun.
With the flickering light of an ancient lamp,
We overcame darkness.
With the twinkling water of an ancient river,
Dirt had nothing on us.
Though the night may fall,
The morning dawn is near.
Filtering rays of sunshine,
Brighten up my day.
My heart swells with hope and pride,
Keen for the glories coming my way.
Oh sunshine hues!
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
NB:adapts from writco drafts
© Hazard. T
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