He woke up at dawn
With an eerie feeling.
He knew that something would go down
But could not place the feeling.
With a lead on his spirit,
He walked to the rendezvous;
Hopeful and in high spirit
That the Sun would thaw this deja vu.
Then he beheld the Sun as it emerged
With rays resplendent and eternal.
Warmth came, the lead buzzed.
He beamed with happiness internal.
Suddenly, the sky went harsh with thunder
That ripped his tango with the Sun asunder.
Off goes his hopes of warmth with the thunder
Because the Sun has gone away yonder.
©cadazie
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