Eventually daybreak awoke with a yawn
sun, too lazy yet to push
cloud cover off
and shine.
It would be a dull day.
And, one of those days when
you too, refuse to shine.
What a rare mood to find
tucked away amidst the grey
but, within the blink of an eye
(diva on center-stage)
she entered the race, chased
the moon and its gown of clouds away
to take her throne in the sky.
~*~
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