Absentee
A flaming red sun cast purple
Against the foggy morn.
A pale gray sky now awakened
By sunlight and adorned
The symphony in the valley
Rises swiftly 'pon cool air
Unmatched by Mockingbird's singing
Then Crows take up their dare
Back and forth the melodies sound
They entertain one soul
While most run and race about life
Trying to gain control
The bright illuminance shines forth
As the sun tops the trees
Another day has begun its
March, night an absentee
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