The sky turned pink
with ending promise
of dawn’s elusive coming
A day is done
One more
One less
A day slips away again
The ending, does not seem to take
as long as once
it did.
The sky turned orange
in fierce protest of leaving
The day
though done, it is
without regrets
he slipped, he slipped away
One more
One less
we slip and slip to dawn’s
great beckoning light
The day, though done, it does not last
as long, as I thought
it did.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 8:32pm on Nov 23, 2024 via server WEBX1.