It was a single golden ray, <br />sent by the morning sun. <br />As unexpected as a stray <br />right when the night was done. <br />It warmed the heart and all the blood <br />of one big rattlesnake, <br />its camouflage a coat of mud <br />and life was now at stake. <br /> <br />As sun gives life it takes away <br />from you your final breath. <br />A single ray of sunshine may <br />prepare you for your death.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-my-attic-iv/
