One Day
Morning came…
So soft and still.
Spread herself out in the sun,
And passed away… A memory.
Noon and afternoon followed quietly.
Then dusk came…A twilight zone.
Night followed closely behind…
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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