January 23, 2015

Happy Day

The sun did not rise that day.
The animals had fled away.
It rained hard and would not stop.
And turned to steam on a ground hot.
Yet everyone had a similar view,
when they had heard the news.
For from the earth on that day,
I had finally gone away.
Then each person danced and twirled,
“And all was right in the world.”

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