Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXXXVI
Pure Joy. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Joy in Independence
Sunlight filters down in gentle rays,
Beaming like sunflowers in bloom
The sky, translucent cerulean,
With nary a cloud in sight
Clear signs of a picturesque day
Standing tall, and with mocha eyes
Set on the road ahead,
I walk forward
My mind set, and my heart at peace,
I embrace the future waiting
Beyond the golden horizon
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