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Apr 2016
The sun’s sleepy eyelids peel open slowly;
revealing her deep golden eyes.
She rubs yesterday’s gunk from her face;
until she’s radiantly dazzling.
She brushes her non-crooked teeth,
so they can be blindingly bright.
She shares her warm, unconfined joy;
as she dances high up in the sky.
*On cloudy days- she said “Forget it! My bed is too comfy to defy.”
Watching the sun rise is one of the most relaxing things to do at 6 am- other than sleeping of course lol.
Ree Bunch
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Ree Bunch
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