Luna's Reply
In peach colored sky I watch seagulls fly
As sun bids bye to echoes of their cry
Silhouettes on high of these birds I spy
As glimmering waves sigh, night will draw nigh
The sun, soon to die, will never ask why
As wings of night ply for Luna's reply
4/26/17
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