Replacements
Night envelopes too soon,
And circles round again,
Replacing sun with moon.
It makes no sense to wonder why,
The daylight leaves one all alone,
Or why the Truth yields to the lie,
Or why a heart becomes a stone.
Copyright © Ruben Ramos | Year Posted 2012
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