08 R. W. Pеrformed
In the morning, at sunrise
Light brings a terrific land,
For folks to open restful eyes
To see a settlement.
Beauty towers in the mist,
Greyish colour in the white,
Hardly noticed to exist.
What a sight!
Ghostly vessels in the air
Piercing those translucent skies,
Happy living to declare,
And life tries.
To get a foothold in place
One will love another one,
They will never be disgraced.
They’ll have fun.
In the morning, at sunrise
Light brings a terrific land,
For folks to open restful eyes
To see a settlement.
Beauty towers in the mist,
Greyish colour in the white,
Hardly noticed to exist.
What a sight!
Ghostly vessels in the air
Piercing those translucent skies,
Happy living to declare,
And life tries.
To get a foothold in place
One will love another one,
They will never be disgraced.
They’ll have fun.
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