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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2027888
I got to witness the morning sun fight the storm clouds, so thought I'd share.
Yellow crested golden dreams edge the softest curves
A silky whisper of majesty tinges the darkest dark
Hidden behind layers of storm imbued fluff
The yellow god rises, reins in hand;

To march across the heavy, thunderous skies
And chase the monsters back again.
Beneath the weight of golden rays,
The clouds, at last, take begrudged leave.

I watch from the safety of my rain soaked home,
A jacket wrapped tight round my shoulders.
Little slivers of yellow light have shown their strength,
And at last won back our weather.

A thanks to the master behind the great orb
For bathing the land in golden wonder.
Perhaps this reprieve will last…
Or tomorrow will be another battle.

Written for:
Mumsy's 3 Day Yellow Celebration Contest  (ASR)
A contest to celebrate becoming a Yellow Case
#1982580 by Mummsy
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