There is beauty in the dying of the day
where shadows lengthen in the dusk
waters ripple with enchanted hush
as twilight chases the sunlight away.
Stanza from Dying of the Day poem
written on 10/17/2019
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2019
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