The first beaming sentinels arrive
To clear shadowy alleys and make 'em more alive.
The sky, now a luring glorious expanse, birds fly even higher
And I also, wake with arms outstretched to heaven, to say hallelujah.
The sky, now a luring glorious expanse, birds fly even higher
And I also, wake with arms outstretched to heaven, to say hallelujah.
I like your poem!It really touches my soul! Well as I can say: Keep up the good work!
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