Bravely leading the way, Honouring the position held, First into the fray, Never backing down Or turnng away. Protection rarely helps Against this enemy; Strong, persistent, Unrelenting, Coming in waves, Sneaking in despite The camouflage, The cover, Always knowing the suffering Will be evident, The pain endured For several days, Blisters giving way, Flesh delicate and new, Facing yet again, And choosing to; Predictable. My nose is sunburnt again!
You surprised me at the end of this poem! Personifying the sun… only you can do this so beautifully!
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It seems inevitable when you live in Australia!
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