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May 2016
I watched the sun
a rose of gold
his beauty petalled bright
reflecting suns and moons from space
it spun eternal light
that touched each surface of this globe
where man and beast reside
a presence from which no living thing will hide
for he is the reason we exist
the reason we survive

Margaret Ann Waddicor 2016
A very simple one, as often written on seeing the morning view.
Margaret Ann Waddicor
Written by
Margaret Ann Waddicor  Norway.
(Norway.)   
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