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The Sun

A Little Poem

by Anne G

Intense and hot

the sun burns bright

source of heat

and solar light

Life derived

from golden rays

forests, plants

the crops we eat

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Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
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