In the sunshine of the morning light,
The world awakens with delight.
The birds sing sweetly in the trees,
Their melodies carried on the breeze.
The dew-drops sparkle like diamonds bright,
As the sun rises with grace and might.
The flowers bloom in vibrant hues,
Their fragrance filling the air with dews.
About the Creator
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl6 days ago in Fiction
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