Christened with Sunlight

Posted: April 19, 2014 in Poetry
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This morning is christened with sunlight.

Winter has turned the grass from emerald to gold.

Clouds and sky are inseparable,

their hues mix to palest blue.

Trees are awakened by gentle rushes of wind,

their branches wave like a parent

waves good-bye to their child on their first day of school.

The light comes and goes. It makes the grass shine,

remaining snow twinkle, street glisten, trees glow.

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