Thoughts of sunrise

Sometimes it's bright, sometimes is not
Like sea depends of wind today
Sunrise may be both cold or hot
Because depending of your day

Some good and bad years before
You saw it in all its mood,
Through permanently opened door
You saw tears sinking in flood

The tears are not managing life ,
They only shadows passed away,
Laugh and cry in constant strife,
It's making various your day


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