Heya fellow steemians! It's me again 
The poem is about a person watching the rising sun. Though I used "I" in the poem, the person in question is not necessarily me but that of the readers. I just used "I" to make it more personal. I hope you all enjoy the poem desu~
Hazy morning in the shade of gray
Chilling wind blowing on my face
Tucking myself inside the jacket
As I watch the sun about to rise
The sky is starting to clear
Not a trace of the night left behind
Beautiful morning calm the heart
From the troubling yesterday
Preparing for the day ahead
Renewed vigor fill the heart
But before I went inside
I took a last glance at the sun
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