“Sons of the Dessert Sand” by Eureka C.Bianzon

Clashing dessert sands shadowing up the air
gracious feet of children kicking up in pair
little angels strew the sand of those silent places
with sheer intentions marked by their happy faces


Angels endlessly play along
crowding the landscape like a storm
from morning gleaming light
Shadowing the place throughout the night


Delightedly yearned for something exciting
tremendously played on that solace dessert place
some children danced with their innocent feelings
Sons of the dessert sand brought inner thoughts that day

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