Night Follows Day
A cricket's trill signals nightfall:
Dusk drains color, and all looks stark.
And Nature dons a misty shawl,
as fireflies flicker in the dark.
While shadows spread:
the sun bleeds red.
An interrogative owl's call:
implies it needs a question mark.
And shifting shadows merge and sprawl
to the baying of a dog's bark.
Night follows day:
that's Nature's way.
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