Every Sun,is a new morning,
Filled with excitement.
After every sun, is a new moon.
Filled with preparation for the next Sun.
Upon, looking at the clock,
There are, few suns and moons left
To spend with.
Tomorrow, those whom, I called mine.
Will be owned, by the another person in line.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
