Singing Sand
Palm trees with their long beards hanging,
Nod to the breeze of morning,
Sand moving across the rising sun,
Intones the hymns of dawn.
Stars Shining
The hues of darkness,
Sparkle in the night,
Generating rays of joy,
That send atoms into flight.
This poem is, also, posted in Writing in Snow, under the folder Awardicon Items, in my writing.com port.
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