Through the window shone the sun,
The day was warm and bright.
It seemed a day for hope and fun,
A joyful, verdant, summer sight.
He turned his ear to the radio,
The news drew his lips tight,
As he was forced to know,
Soon this day would turn to night.
Her sensuous voice from another room,
Enticed him to her side.
He cast away the thought of doom,
And approached his comely bride.
The sun’s rays were hot,
Though cool beside their love.
Their embrace was like a carnal knot,
Like threads their limbs interwove.
Their lips met in a tender kiss.
Their eyes sought only each other.
They softly severed their silent bliss.
They spoke of being father and mother.
They cuddled close upon the bed,
and talked of futures bright,
With plenty of joyful years ahead,
To do what they thought right.
They said there was nothing better,
Than the intense love they shared.
He was grateful he’d met her.
She was thankful they had paired.
He looked into her light green eyes,
And stroked her auburn hair.
He pondered their strong, loving ties,
While she was glad that he was there.
Both the room and their dreams grew dark.
A cloud had blanketed the sky.
The mushroom cloud was leaving its mark,
But he could not pause to ask, “Why?”
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