waiting to laugh at sundown
Adookorn Auaduma@auadumaadookorn150359
8 days ago
Sun glide
through the morning fog,
hug the dark arms of cloud
time and tide float debris
onto the shore, wash off hope
though I do not fret
perhaps evening creeps in
the sky will swank ecru hue
display
the laurels of the sun,
wash away gallant clouds of weight
morning breed contentment;
instantaneous joy will
lack precaution to survive
conspicuous evening
which serenity I ought to wait
if I must laugh, laugh longer!