The Morning Lark
The night so dark yet the morning lark
Sings night go, go, stay, stay away,
As the pale morn light
Begins to rise lighting up the skies
Turns from black, black, white, white again
And the Sun has won.
Day passes on and before too long
From bright light, light, dark, dark returns,
until just pre dawn.
Copyright © Simon Cartlidge | Year Posted 2006
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