Sunset delight,
morning sorrow,
ecstasy throughout
the night, paradise
weeps as the pain of
leaving runs deep.
Morning lingers,
sunrays dance off the
dew, my soul aches
without you.
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Perhaps the sunrays dancing off the dew are to remind us life goes on and alternative joys remain to be beheld.
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Oh yes… Thank you Carl for responding. Ann
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Bellissima poesia, Ann. La leggerò molte volte.
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