Twilight vs Darknight
At the first piece of twilight
the night's fleece goes astray.
Nebulous clusters of unwhite
destines into mass decay.
And to the chorus of birds on height:
Welcome, oh sweet break of day!
Then the dwindling songs of coyotes goes finite
cause it's morning turn to say: Olay, Olay!
Copyright © Ismael Nieves | Year Posted 2011
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