THE SUN NO LONGER RISES WHERE IT DID

The sun no longer rises where it did —

for I’m hundreds of miles away

from where I used to be

when I saw the light come through the trees

early in the morning.

And that makes a world of difference

where the sun comes up for me.

It will take some getting used to

but the sun will find me willing

to change what I can see

early in the morning.

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