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Breaking Rays

by Kimberly Bare

Every flowing river
Every mountain top
Every flower blooming
Every leaf that drops

These are
  little rays of sunshine
Breaking through
   a stormy sky

And I just stop
to wonder
Never thinking
to ask her why

I know
All things grow and blossom
and
All things have to die

But every flowing river
and every mountain top
Every flower blooming
and every leaf that drops
are
Little rays of sunshine
Breaking through
a stormy sky.

02/05/2005

Posted on 02/06/2005
Copyright © 2022 Kimberly Bare

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 02/08/05 at 08:30 PM

this has a song of its own going...very nice.

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/10/05 at 08:11 PM

very nice, indeed... makes me ponder mortality... blessings...

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 02/28/05 at 03:07 AM

I like the way this sounds when read out loud Kim...Charlie

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