Skyline Art To Home
Skyline Art to Home
Skylines
Puncturing clear blue blue skies,
Evidence of mankind’s rise,
Or fall.
Skylines
Winky, Twinkly, in dark black nights
Changing, changing ‘til dawn from twilight,
Low or tall.
Skylines
Wrapped in mystic fog of morn;
Vehicles forced to press on horns;
In a mood.
Skylines
Glued in cubist silhouette,
God’s glory colors in the west,
Weary workers brood.
Skylines
Never fail to instill a thrill
When first seen while driving still
Coming home.
Skylines
Familiar, welcoming with silent song,
You know you’re where you belong,
At home.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2017
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