Sunday’s Sun

today's sun

We made our pots to catch

God’s Sunshine

with life’s fleeting currants

the heart’s desire is to dance

Drifting in semi straight lines

Maybe we’d crash

maybe we’ll fly

yet dashing through each frame

gazing straight into the sun


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