White Horse and Sunflowers

The wind, and rain lashed,

everything around outside,

was going crash

Then the sun broke through

What a beauty to behold,

in view

That eradicates,

all that is aquamarine

and, not new

Like the weight,

of granite rocks,

that are heavy,

and, create blocks

The sun eliminated,

all the Locks

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney