Poetry

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Some days the weather do amaze,mornings sunlight
through the haze,some buildings do obscure horizans
blaze,on rooftop i would need to be,to see the sun rising up you see,in other lands this miracle event
or daily appearence,when the cock crows at the
crack of dawn,heralding a very new important morn,
GOD'S WAY,of showing to us all,look east to see
it's rising call,and in the south at noon day's
all,but in the west it seems to gently sink and
rest,until we have a very brand new day,when i have risen from my bed,the sun says welcome to
every person then,am with you until my setting in
the west,that's my journey or my quest,for GOD OUR CREATOR,shows to all what's best,from rising up to laying down,that's how each day do come around,
and HE,does all this in silence sound,for HE HIMSELF IS FOREVER AROUND. Joe.

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