The Heaven's bright and fair,
Cirrus taints here and there;
Soft feathers in the air,
Underneath the Sun's blare.
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I know li'l of the way,
I may go through today.
But 'tis a brand new day,
I'll smile the golden ray.
.
Dark gloom or crystal rain,
It could hold joy or pain,
Or glory or disdain.
I'll focus on the gain.
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On this day, I may fall,
Or flung through like a ball,
I will, bounce through the hall,
Dauntless, it's same with all.
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It's my new attitude,
To stand with fortitude,
And sing in gratitude.
'I'll scale the altitude!'
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Vittorio_topaz
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THE BLUE
Poetry...just words, with more meaning than length can tell, just like the heart. We call them poems, but I tag it, 'the blue'...
