Friday, September 18, 2020

Awakened

fog obscures sight
no sky to admire
no clouds to imagine faces
no sun to protect against;
it is a transition day
that announces change
as blooms on bushes
step forward one last time
with their beauty
and pretend all is well,
their sacrifice expected
and the rumble tumbling
of sounds break the
morning silence hiding
behind the innocence
of a brand new day.

26 August 2020

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