The Skies – By: Meredith Behm

As I walk through the night
The cold air biting my skin
The darkness consuming

 

I see a bright light
It burns my skin
I feel the rays beating down

 

The sun appearing in the sky
The cold disappearing
The warmth washing over me

 

A new day has started
The cold is gone
Warmth is wrapped around me

 

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