Memories
Taunting the day,
red moon rising,
tucking the sun,
back into bed,
calling me forth,
her faithful soldier,
collecting memories,
of stars for millennia,
night's watchman,
at it again.
Copyright © Kate Davies | Year Posted 2024
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