A Late-Spring Sunrise

You espy the light and, wondering if it's simply your imagination, trace your fingers along the faint cast of brightness dancing before your eyes.
You unearth your many memories of morning mildew and modest morrow in melancholy, revealing your true yearn for dog days and light-hearted living.

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You have a particular panache in painting poetic pen pics.
J ;)