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About This Poem
Daybreak
The air is cold and still.
Darkness has triumph over the day.
When all hope of daylight fades,
touches of a lavender sky emerge.
A royal blue sky to the east
highlight black silhouette mountains.
The west sky is dark purple with grayish
mountains sleeping lazily on the landscape.
As daylight looms there appears to be a
struggle with the night.
The heavens to the east lighten.
To the west dark with a reddish hue.
Darkness fatigues with this celestial
struggle as the earth begins to glow.
Victory is daybreak in Oregon
Edward J. Ebbs - Winter 2005
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