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a sunrise

A woman of 20

 

her heart was captured

 

as she shot photographs of

 

the sunrise that had the rainbow at its edges.

 

A girl of 15

 

wrote a poem and filed it away

 

to be passed around someday,

 

a piece of paper decorated with flowers.

 

A man of 30

 

to whom the world was a canvas

 

made note of the colors

 

how magnificent the blend.

 

And an elderly man

 

gave a sad smile:

 

How his wife would have loved to see this.

 

 

 

 

And it was beautiful

 

And it brought them together

 

In ways they knew not,

 

As the plane dipped,

 

the clouds danced,

 

and their thoughts sang.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A young girl at the back

 

Eleven going on twenty

 

considered how, as time passed

 

and they got closer to the ground,

 

the windows on one side

 

held water and clouds

 

and the other showcased

 

buildings and little shanties.

 

She watched as huge pink clouds

 

rested on the pale blue surface;

 

she looked upon

 

the fishermen and boats.

 

 

 

 

And she felt

 

the world was a big world

 

bigger than she'd ever know.

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Sep 23, 2013
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