Wednesday, January 1, 2025

Peek a boo, lightly*

 



Peek a boo, lightly*

 

Glow of the moon vacuumed into the light

The clouds mask the sun with its own delight

But the gray that is showing oh so true

Only disguises the skies that are so blue

The sun will return soon, back into its day

To light all that comes while on its way

 

Dom*Colucci 2010

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