Black-Contradictions
Quiet darkest hour, just before dawn
Alive with tree frogs singing, just for fun
Sashaying ways of sexy sways
Silent steps of saddest days
Screeching crow perched in a tree
Cries of eagles flying free
Dark days come, but soon are gone..
in the..
Quiet darkest hour, just before dawn
©Donna Jones
12-4-2013
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