Night becoming dawn
Morning sun rising on
The horizon
Noon goes to twilight
The sun less bright
Stars becoming contrite
Stars twinkling
The night sky winking
We know not an inkling
Gravitational pull
Scientists at the hull
What is the toll
We have created out folly
As we destroy flowers and holly
As we make our world colly
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Poems
PoetrySome sappy and sad poems I write. I have a few happy ones, but I write to get out the bad stuff.
