Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Beaten Up

Beaten Up

I was “beat up”.
The sun,
 “beat me up”.
I usually watch the sun rise.
But today,
To my surprise,
When I sat down in my chair,
The sun was already there.
Would it be vain?
To pray for it to backup,
And rise again?
       JSM

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