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Drought
#WritcoPoemPrompt32
The sun rises and sets everyday,
an awakening of expectations,
the demise of hard day's suffering,
an unbroken cycle of hope.
The world bare before scorching sun,
rain turned her gaze,
away from brittle grass,
from one-sided love, she run.
But when dusk embraces, soft,
dew awakens, dancing,
whispering words of hope,
her gentle touch sending strenght aloft.
Early morn's summer breeze prance,
lifting the drowning spirits
from the sea of endless drought.
The light in the east births another chance.
© Copyright RJ
The sun rises and sets everyday,
an awakening of expectations,
the demise of hard day's suffering,
an unbroken cycle of hope.
The world bare before scorching sun,
rain turned her gaze,
away from brittle grass,
from one-sided love, she run.
But when dusk embraces, soft,
dew awakens, dancing,
whispering words of hope,
her gentle touch sending strenght aloft.
Early morn's summer breeze prance,
lifting the drowning spirits
from the sea of endless drought.
The light in the east births another chance.
© Copyright RJ
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