MARRAKECH SUNRISE 1977
by
Alun Buffry
Many times we've sat,
And watched a good sunset,
But the beauty of the skies,
Of the Marrakech sunrise!
Behind the Atlas Mountains,
There's a desert full of fountains,
Lakes of pale blue ice,
And golden coloured spice
And yellow sparkling sand,
Suspended from God's hand.
Today a brand new life,
Completely free from strife.
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Saturday, 10 May 2025
MARRAKECH SUNRISE 1977, a poem by Alun Buffry
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